Shhh....Mommy is coming!

Sunday mornings in V's house are no ordinary mornings.

I heard giggling and Spongebob Square Pants blaring in the living room. I woke up with writing on my arms that looked like marker that my two year old must have drawn on me. I had 2 different socks on. Some of my hair was in a ponytail. I had Mickey Mouse, Curious George and spider man all in the same bed with me along with other stuffed animals!

I call out for my kids and I get no answer. So I get out of bed and now I hear "Shhh....mommy is coming!", I hear them in the bathroom. They are in the bath tub with every pillow and blanket in the house. They said it was a cloud....

THEN, on the kitchen floor is every toy my children own. They told me it was a dungeon for all the bad toys. That is why they built a cloud so they can fly away. THEN, I open the fridge to get water...there are barbies in my fridge. There are hot wheels in my fridge. THE REMOTES ARE IN THE FRIDGE!

How long have my kids been up?? I HAVE NO IDEA. They were sneaky enough to keep quiet!

SO THEN, I sit on the couch and my two year old screams into tears because she said I sat on Connor (imaginary friend). She was so sad, not even a hug could calm her down. Then my 7 year old says I killed him...thanks son.

3 hours spent cleaning up their mess, 1 hour spent trying to breathe, 1 hour spent making breakfast - which they demanded star shaped everything...ugh. Nap time flew past us, lunch time came but no one was hungry. Mommy had to eat the lunch (oink oink).

Exhaustion called me 5 hours ago and asked for their body back...

PHEW! Now its almost 9pm and now everything can suck it for I didn't get shit done today!