Just another day in the life...

I mopped my kitchen floor at 11pm last night, something my dear friend Kim thought smelled a little of OCD. But it had been a while, and I have three (or four, depending on how you look at it) professional mess-makers in my house. So it really needed it. And it was nice and clean this morning, which made what happened have a good side, and a bad side.



I emerged from the laundry room to hear Sofia yell, "Mom, the boys!" which is never a good thing. She's my little watchdog. So I go three steps to the kitchen, and see the boys crouched over this:







A nearly full bag of Cheetos. I hate Cheetos. Now more than ever.



So as I mentioned, there was a good and bad side to this scenario. The good side is that I know for a fact the floor is Lysol clean. This means I will put those nasty pieces of faux cheese crunchies back in their bag where my husband will no-doubt unwittingly eat them. These are tough financial times, and that bag costs 4.99 plus tax. And I don't have to feel guilty, because the floor is actually cleaner than my counter tops right now.

Ah, yes. But the bad side. Since I will not be throwing the Cheetos away, I cannot use the broom and dustpan to remove them from my was-clean floor. So my other option looks like this:

Ugh. Did I mention my distaste for Cheetos? And to top it all off, does my son look the least bit repentant? Seriously. Is he flipping me off??