Do I have to explain this one?

October 16, 2007 | By Kristen | In Chaos of Life

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This afternoon I was doing a couple quick housekeeping chores before the big kids arrived off the bus including trying to hit a couple kitchen windows with window cleaner so the sun could actually come thru the finger smuges. When the following chain of events occured:

Three year old yells for help from the bathroom

Check the baby who is happy in the swing and go to bathroom aid
Help with “finishing duties” and uhhh need to clean the toilet after someones good attempt
He leaves the bathroom, I grab the cleaner and start to clean the toilet
Phone rings
Wash my hands quick quick
Grab the phone while checking baby
Teacher explaining that 6 year old decided to cut his hair with friends during school - baby starts to cry- pick up baby and place on breast so I can hear the teacher as she explains that he wasn’t the master brain but merely succumbed to peer pressure.
With phone in crook of neck, baby on breast, grab the cleaning supplies to put back above washer
Get off phone, sigh and think how I should approach son when he returns from school about cutting hair with school scissors when I KNOW HE KNOWs better.
Return to kitchen- three year old had picked up my windex- yes where I had left it to go help him in the bathroom and he has officially COVERED the kitchen door with half a bottle of window cleaner that is now dripping down the door and puddled on the tile. “I helping mommy”.

hmm… my fault for leaving the window cleaner and I do let the kids help clean the windows at times so I keep my cool and thank for his help but state that we need to save some cleaner for the other windows. I put baby down and grab some paper towels to start mopping the door when I realize that the window cleaner was actually making the paint peel off the door! Yes, the door now has stripes where the drips flowed and as I wipe as gently as possible all the paint starts to peel off.

How will I explain this one to my husband? I wonder if I can get the door repainted before he gets home in five hours and decide that it just won’t happen. Add that to my list for weekend chores and tell him I had wanted to change the color anyway.

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