Later I went upstairs and found what had been keeping my little munchkins so busily employed. I knew that all of the Legos were being played with as I found two fully clothed children in the bathtub the night before (and a third who I would bet good money on was in the tub until he heard me coming in) testing the seaworthiness of their creations. But yesterday their creativity stretched from ships to forts and bases which were all promptly bombed and blown to smithereens in a myriad of different, yet ultimately cool ways.
Or so I hear.
Operation Destruction, in turn littered Emma's and the playroom with toys, stuffys, action figures, Legos, and books galore.
To describe it in a word- disaster.
Today, we made Mickey Mouse sugar cookies for the neighbors who helped out with the cat, turtle, and the pile of mail I forgot to suspend delivery of.
We also played with play dough.
Then we painted.
Basically, we just moved from one mess to another.
In other words, things at the Parke home are back to normal.
It's good to be back.
I think.
BTW- I don't always take picture of messes around my house. But my new camera finally came, after we left for Disneyland I might add, and he and I are taking some time and of course pictures in order to get to know one another.
