Totally disheveled my bagged groceries (which were sitting on the kitchen counter) to look for something. It is still to be determined what she was looking for...
Emptied an entire container of hand soap into the bathroom sink and then flooded the bathroom with water. Why? She wanted to wash her feet in the sink of course!
Took her clean little feet outside and made a mud pit. Covered herself in mud.
Came in for a bath and used a can of shaving cream on the walls. She calls it her masterpiece.
So, while this is all happening, I was all like "Oh, sweet angel of mine, what do you need in the grocery bags?" and "Oopsie Daisy! Some water got on the bathroom floor! Let's clean it up together!" When I really wanted to say "OMGoodness!!! Get OUT of the kitchen!" and "STOP dumping soap into the sink! STOP dumping water onto the bathroom floor!!!"
But since this friend had just asked me to baby sit her infant this weekend, I figured I should keep facade of calm, cool, and collected. MmmmHmmm.
Really though, after she left I thought, Well, that wasn't so bad! I got the bathroom mopped and the kitchen mopped, kids are bathed, and tired and ready for a nap. And I didn't flip out once! So, I think I'm gonna act like someone is watch more often. Really, if I had gone into the bathroom, seen the mess and decided to get all pissy, I STILL would have had to clean it up! May as well let them have at it, give me a few more minutes to talk to a friend, get a drink, whatever, and when they are all done, use them for slave labor and make them 'skate' on towels to clean up the floor. All clean and all happy.
I'm feeling my OCD fly right out the window....
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