Let me start it like this… I and my brat (three year old son) seems to have work defined between us. Momma is meant to clean the house and Brat is meant to create a mess.
I would like to mention incidents of mess created at my home:
Brat woke up to a clean home and rushed to me saying he is damn hungry. I being a concerned mom got busy in making breakfast for him and he went to water my plants. Praising him for his good work I came back to see my balcony overflowing with water. Brat standing with mug in his hands and grinning. Mess created.
After breakfast, I asked brat to sit and color his drawing book. As an obedient boy he went and bought his book and started colouring. I too got engrossed in my work soon to realize that he has dirtied his clothes with paints. Again mess created.
Brat insisted on playing with coloured dough. I warned him saying he will make my entire drawing room dirty and I want to keep it clean. He promised me that he will play in one corner and keep the place clean. In just fifteen minutes my entire hall was covered with tiny miniatures created by him which he denied to clean up. Mess created.
As clothes has piled up and needed a wash cycle, I have washed and dried them. Also, I have folded it and went to take rest. When I came back I found my brat peeping out of the heap of piled (washed) clothes. Mess created.
I keep wondering as when will that day come when my home will be clean enough and I will not feel shy of inviting people to my place. Its rightly said ” A clean home depicts that there are no kids”.
Pic courtsey: thisperfectmessblog.com
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sweeping Motions.”
What’s messier right now — your bedroom or you computer’s desktop (or your favorite device’s home screen)? Tell us how and why it got to that state.