Boys gone Wild

After working 40 hours and then going to the school to study another 20 hours this last week, my poor home and family was neglected. Finals are over and I can now get back to being a Wife/Mother. Which means starting with laundry (Sorry Lance). We have survived using socks twice, throwing wrinkled clothes in the dryer to freshen them up, and eating off of old paper plates from Logans birthday party. Needless to say it took a full 8 hour day for me to get my house back together.

This is my stack of towells:









I refuse to make more then one trip up the stairs, they are my worst enemy. I looked like Gus Gus off of Cinderella but luckily I didn't drop any. Notice the makeup bag next to the towells, and how it is so close to the edge of the counter... this will come in to play soon. It has a "K" because I bought it for Kelly but kept forgetting to give it to her and now I use it... sorry Kel.







After shoving them neatly under the sink I noticed things had gotten very quiet. I went to the top of the stairs and heard splashing in the toilet so I yelled for Logan to get out of the toilet. He said, "No I cleaning messy face momma."

This is what I found, after him being alone for 4 minutes.





After much deep thought and searching I found this, which was in the "K" bag right next to the towells I had photographed before I took them upstairs. That sneaky devil.