And I didn't even have my camera!!!

Today, I really wanted to get a run in. So, when hubby got home, I took off for a few laps around the block. He also had a bunch of things to do in and around the house, so he was going to be a bit busy too. I asked Christina to be a "babysitter". What that actually means is to play extra nicely with Kallie just like a babysitter would. Help her, be kind to her, and if there are any problems, just let me or Daddy know.

She often is excited for this "responsibility" because I often give her a little tip if she does a good job. A few weeks ago she not only played VERY nicely with Kallie, she also cleaned up the family room by organizing ALL the toys. Geez, it looked almost better than after I clean! And since she did such a great job, she got a $2 tip. She was thrilled.

Today, I hoped the same scenario would result. I would get done running and walk into a neat, calm, happy home. But that didn't happen.

As I made a loop past our house, I heard crying and saw Christina sitting on the front porch (Eric was in the front yard). I stopped and asked what was going on. Christina yapped about how Kallie hit her heart blah blah blah....(never really understood what she was saying)..

I then saw Kallie standing in the doorway looking outside. She had on her Cinderella dress (she wears it daily), but I noticed a big dark spot in the center. From a distance, I thought maybe something spilled down the front of the dress.

So I asked Christina what was on Kallie's dress. The answer? The little motorized car they were playing with got caught up in the layers of Cinderella's dress and was now just hanging from the front of the dress.

Christina was in tears, Kallie was just looking confused, and I just started howling. And, man, do I wish I would have had my camera to capture that scene. Hilarious!!!

I ran a few more laps and when I was done, I asked Eric what was really going on. He told me about the fighting, and the car being stuck on the dress.

But then he said "You know Kallie is a smart one. She just stood there looking at the car and then decided to get the scissors and cut the car off!" I laughed even more and did have to admit that at least she was working on solving the problem instead of crying. Of course, Christina was horrified by this prospect so another huge fight broke out as she tried to wrestle the scissors away from her sister.

So instead of returning to a clean, quiet, happy house. I returned to two crying girls and a big ole mess.

Oh well. It was time change weekend, everyone is tired and out of sorts, it was 35 degrees and rainy. It was just not a good day all around. Maybe we'll have more luck tomorrow!

Have a good one!