And this is why we are done having kids...

It is 9:05, I have yet to have my coffee but I have already scrubbed crap off of bedroom walls. Last night in my hurry for peace and quiet, I forgot to put a diaper on Teague and put him to bed in soccer shorts. You know it is never a good thing when you smell him before even walking up the stair and you can hear him laughing hysterically while clapping. I was greeted by something straight out of a horror movie, but instead of blood it was shit. Everywhere. Even poor Croad the Toad was not spared, but he had a new log to climb on.

While I was dealing with that mess, the girls were eating breakfast. I am not sure what words were exchanged between the two, but something obviously was said to anger Josie. Using her wonderful 3-year old logic, the only reasonable thing to do would be dump a bowl of Cheerios (complete with thickened milk) all over her sister's head. For those not fortunate enough to experience thickened milk, it feels like snot. When you add Cheerio's to the mix, it smells like stale pee. So now my upstairs smells like crap and the kitchen and Hailey smell like stale pee. Fawesome!

And this is why we are done having kids...