So the kids went back to school today. The heavens opened. The angels sang. I should have been dancing for joy, right? And I wanted to! Oh, how I wanted to. But alas, no dancing was to be done by me today. I broke down and got the stupid shot of cortisone in my heel yesterday. Oh. My. Gosh. That gave a new meaning to the word "pain"! My heel is so bruised and sore today. I can only walk on my toes which will probably cause some other sort of toe or leg pain because that's the way it works. Darn that Murphy and his law.
Anyway, I celebrated the return to school until about 9:30AM at which time I realized having the big kids out of the house is not all it's cracked up to be. Sure, it was nice and quiet around here. Yeah, there wasn't any fighting. But the messes. Oh, the messes the little ones got into! And there was no one here to tattle on them. I didn't have any extra pairs of eyes to help watch them. No one was around to entertain the little ones while I changed loads of laundry or went through paperwork.
There was the cereal spilled on the floor, the water spilled on the floor, the 5 million gold dubloons from the Sponge Bob game scattered about the house, and of course, the "speriment".
As I changed loads of laundry, I heard Clay and his apprentice, Brooklyn, run into the bathroom and turn on the water. I finished throwing clothes into the dryer and headed toward the bathroom to check out their latest mischief. I found the two of them perched on the side of the sink, a big bucket filled with water, toothpaste and shampoo. They were vigorously stirring their concoction with toothbrushes. Several toothbrushes.
"What are you two doing?!!!" I demanded.
"It's my speriment!" Clay proudly proclaimed.
"Your what???" I yelled.
"My speriment!" he repeated.
"Your experiment? What kind of experiment is this?"
"It's my soapy speriment!"
"And just what did you think would happen with this experiment? What were you trying to do? Invent a shampoo and toothpaste in one? Clean your hair and freshen your breath all at once?"
He stared at me blankly and said a succinct, "I don't know."
"Ugh. Did you really think this was a good idea?" I asked exasperated.
"I wanted to see if it would be bubbly." He looked up at me innocently.
"Ugh, what am I going to do with you?"
I'm still holding out hope that he'll be a magnificent scientist. Maybe he'll discover a cure for cancer. Hey, it's my fantasy!
By the afternoon, after I squashed all their "speriment" fun, they were bored. Here they are staring out the window waiting for their siblings to get home.