You know it's time to mop the kitchen floor when...
sweeping no longer makes much of a difference...
and the dustpan was full...
and the baby's eating homemade Nutella bread croutons...
and mysteriously colored goldfish.
Okay, the fish were still gold--I'm not that bad.
Almost.
Oh, I highly recommend checking your air ducts occasionally:
I've been finding spoons petrified coatings in mine.
Boys.
Have I mentioned my house won't ever be clean again?
Just a warning for when you come over.
I'm going to go try and cover our odor with fudge smell.
Real fudge.
Tomorrow a realtor is coming over to see for how much he thinks our house would sell.
Think we can get away with asking more for mysterious smell?
Kidding.
