Early this evening , I decided to take a short nap after I got home from work and worked on my computer for a couple of hours.
My nieces are over for the holiday and I've been saddled with six girls for the past couple of weeks now. Oh yes. There are six of them. (that’s with mine o, please my sister's not a self appointed baby manufacturing agency)
Can you imagine the decibel of their screams when decide to play tag? I have special ear plugs that I snatched from le boo’s swimming kit for that.
Can you imagine the decibel of their screams when decide to play tag? I have special ear plugs that I snatched from le boo’s swimming kit for that.
So, since I was able to get the 2 youngest ones to sleep, I decided that the remaining 4 (all under the age of 6) could manage on their own while I caught up on some sleep.
I’ve been running on half-life for close to 3-4 days now and I didn't think that there should be much problem with getting about an hour's rest.
I’ve been running on half-life for close to 3-4 days now and I didn't think that there should be much problem with getting about an hour's rest.
Let me just say this now. Never! I repeat, NEVER, make decisions when you are sleep deprived.
The following pictures will tell you the reason why. Enjoy ...
This , according to them is some form of ice cream mixture made from baby powder, tissue paper and God knows what else. Hi to the food plate and inflatable toy in the dirty clothes basket!
the whole floor was covered in baby powder (they were dancing and spinning on it)
I just deep conditioned this hair and braided it to dry (for me, deep conditioning usually takes 2 hours at least, don't ask #sigh.) now I have to wash it all over again.
and while i was trying to take a picture of the added mess in the bathroom. This happened!
Short of falling to the floor on my knees and screaming “why me!” with my hands stretched to the heavens, I decided to use the patience of the Holy Spirit in me to see the funny side of it and take pictures
Bye!
Bye!
PS: please bear with me if my gist is always about kids and how they are beautifully trying to test my breaking point. That is what my life is about now.
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