Our master bedroom is our sanctuary....except for that is a big fat lie. This is not to say that I haven't tried to kick the kid-crap (no offense intended) to the curb. I did lead a mildly successful campaign to "ban all things that don't belong to Aaron and I" from entering our room. But, in the end, I lost. I know I lost because there's Thomas the Tank Engine (and several coal cars) perched on our window sill. And, instead of super fancy exfoliating body scrub in our shower, you'll find Wacky Watermelon bargain discount, no-more-tears, kid shampoo. My alarm clock was long ago replaced with a baby monitor, and when I clean out under the bed, I often find toys that have been missing for months...errr weeks. Of course I clean more often than "months." There is an exersaucer to keep Natalie entertained while I dry my hair, and a Rescue Heroes DVD in our TV (don't judge me) that has bought us 30 minutes of extra sleep on many a morning.
If I'm totally honest, the invasion doesn't end there...the boys have perfected crawling up from the end of our bed into the middle spot so that we don't realize they have joined us at 3am. And, anytime Aaron attempts to lock the door and take a shower alone, there are two very disappointed, little naked boys, banging on the door.
So, I guess we'd be the ultimate disappointment to the "sanctuary of peace" people. Oh well. This is just the way it is at our house...at least for now!
2 comments:
JG- this is so cute and sooo true. I finally washed my sheets today because I couldn't handle the crumbs that were all over my bed from a late night snack last week that my Caden had while "starting out" in our bed! He pretty much comes in and turns on disney in the mornings, who even knows what time it is :-) fun post!
Lisa
hahaha! This is such a good one. I can just picture two HIGHLY offended naked booties standing outside the door wondering what in the heck is going on!?!?!?
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