A rascal rascals

It’s been one of THOSE mornings.

Run rascal run rascal run, run, run!

We have spent the last week and some being ill and the housework has been completely neglected to the point that it is a frightening experience to walk across the floor barefoot. I felt so stinky last night and wanted a shower as my hair was just greasy and yugh but I sacrificed my shower for sleep. This morning there was no choice but to get that much needed shower. The following became like some high speed comedy act as I tried to take a shower with N in our tiny bathroom with a door that is unable to lock let alone close properly!

Three minutes into showering N decided she’d had enough and escaped naked and dripping down our paper ‘carpet’ covered hall- (the hall is being worked still now) I let her be as I washed and then went to try coax her back into the bathroom so that I could wash my hair, only to find that not only had she escaped from the bathroom but that she had taken the water loaded wash cloth and dripped it all the way through the house.. Its only water right? SO I stick a nappy on her and I go back to try and rinse my hair as fast as possible before the little madam gets up to more mischief. When I get out the shower I find her as in picture above.. then I chase her around the room three times before I catch her to put her vest on her and continue to get myself dried and dressed only to return to find that N has found the cloth again – that was on the bottom of the shower and now she is completely soaking.. so I get her changed again.. The morning continued like that until lunch when she sat and scoffed her way through nearly half a loaf of bread,  liverpate, cheese and beetroot then crashed. I almost wanted to crash too but no.. instead the house is back in order and the floor is once again safe to walk on with no sign left of the mornings dramas.

I am so glad that not every day starts like this!!

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