True Confessions……& this one’s a hard one, people!

I dislike children’s messes.

Really, I do.

I know, I know……I should be happily following the advise of this popular poem, given to practically every new mother. I know-I have at least two or three copies floating around somewhere:

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow...
For babies grow up,
we've learned to
our sorrow...
So quiet down cobwebs...
dust go to sleep...
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!

But it’s a hard one for me……

Especially when my kids do this:

(Don't let their innocent looking faces deceive you!!)

& answer the question of “Who dun it?: with:

“Rufie do it, Mommy!” N
“Nat-Nat spilled it, Mommy!” R

But……in spite of the anger that welled up immediately, instead of loosing it, I produced my camera & documented it, & thought, “Ah, well, I suppose one day it might be funny!”

P.S. I still don’t see much humor in it-took 20 minutes to clean up-yes, I supervised them cleaning it up. But, I share it with you all, because I know it IS funny-just doesn’t seem that way to me yet! Give me 6 months or so!!! Ok, maybe in 6 days…….

Oh, and……
P.S.S…….Just because I am becoming more aware of fleeting time I am trying to spend more time rocking them-well, all except for Ana-who’s a bit big, but I am cuddling up every night with her & a book to read a chapter! So, am I still allowed to dislike the messes? I promise I AM rocking/cuddling them!!