I’ve been meaning to fold these clothes on my couch.
No really, I have.
Okay, not really. They just sit there and I walk right past them.
I’ve been meaning to clean out this box of stuff that is sitting right next to my side of the bed.
This box landed here when we had people over a few weeks ago (okay, okay, maybe a month ago) because when people come over we shove things in our room and lock the door. Then when the people leave we open our room and shove all the stuff we’ve shoved in our room around so we can shove off to bed.
Normally we would shove this stuff in the basement, but that’s where we shove the non-important stuff. The stuff shoved in our room on people-are-coming-over nights? That’s the important stuff! Stuff we need to not shove in the basement and lose in the depths of it’s deep dark belly.
In other words, it’s the shoving game.
It’s kind of like the hokey pokey.
You shove one box in, you shove one box out, you shove one box in and you shake it all about. *cue music* You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around! That’s what it’s all about!!!!!
(Sorry, hokey pokey moment)
I’ve been meaning to show y’all how I painted my jelly jar like Traci told us to!
It needs one more good coat of paint though…. so I’ve ALSO been meaning to do that.
I’ve been meaning to clean out my kids’ art display racks.
I made these racks when they were all preschoolers to proudly display their little preschool creations. It’s a little overrun these days. Okay, it’s always overrun. And I think they are old enough now that I want to take these display racks down all together and put up a big picture instead. So just add that to my I’ve been meaning to do list, mkay?
I’ve been meaning to show you how Legos cramp my decorating style.
My kids literally play with Legos every single day of their lives. I’m not exaggerating either. They seriously play with Legos every day. Even my daughter. So Lego creations abound in our home.
They fill every nook and cranny of our living room where they usually sit and play with them.
Because once a masterpiece has been created, they don’t want to ever take it apart.
Although sometimes I’m a mean mommy and I make them take them all apart and put all the pieces back in the Lego tub.
I tell them too bad.
They cry some more.
I tell them too bad some more.
Then they decide to put stuff out of my line of sight.
Either under the couch like this, or they shove them under their beds so I won’t make them take those ones apart (can’t imagine where they get that shoving thing from).
Yes, it’s the lego dance.
It’s sort of like the shoving game.
Which, you may remember, is sort of like the hokey pokey?
They put legos in, I make them take legos out, they put legos in and I shake them all about.
So. That’s what I’ve been meaning to do. What about you?
P.S. I don’t shake my children. Even though there are times I’d like to.
P.P.S. This has been a really bad public service announcement.
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