throwing his spoon full of oatmeal.

i don't know why i make such a big deal out of mopping.
i used to make a big deal out of cleaning the bathroom.
i still make a big deal out of cleaning my tub.
when i say "big deal," i mean that i put it off in my head as this huge surmounting task that is going to take all of my time and energy.
but when i actually do it, it doesn't take that long.
and i feel great after.
so i finally mopped last night.
i can't wait to see what ends up on my floors today.
there goes brennan spoon of oatmeal.
no, i'm not kidding.
he really just threw it down.
and i just went over and really wiped it up with a sponge.
give it a few days and i'll be looking the other way to spills.
the only nice thing about a clean floor is feeling great that my floor is clean.
for a day or two.
but the really great thing about a dirty floor is feeling great that i don't care that my son is acting 2.
and throwing his spoon full of oatmeal on my floor.
let's get it dirty again.
in a few days...