I hate to do laundry. I hate it so much that some sort of inspiration always hits me, some great project that helps me procrastinate. I excel at procrastination in a very creative way. I call it creative procrastination.
This is what we did today.
Recipe for a ‘Spearmint (Experiment)
by Bradley Ledbetter
Measuring cups, spoons, whisks, spatulas, and anything else you can find in the kitchen drawers.
Assorted pots and pans of various sizes.
Red, yellow, and green sprinkles. Some chocolate ones, too. And the cinnamon things. All that stuff up there in the cupboard that you can find. Don’t forget the food coloring.
Flour, sugar, salt, rice, spaghetti, and anything else your mom will let you get your hands in.
Ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise, and other various condiments.
Pour, shake, stir. Mix it all together. Add a dash of this and a shake of that. Sprinkle in some more spices, pour in some more flour. Shake it, swirl it, put a spell on it. Do this all on the floor. There, it’s ready to pour.
But don’t let the dog eat it!!!! He will poop jelly beans.
No! Don't feed your sister. Yuck!
I had started my laundry but couldn’t pay enough attention to my little helper, Collin. There is just way to much for him to get into and too great of a possibility of him blowing the house up; furnace, water heater, etc.
Normally he presses his face against the glass of the washing machine (we have front loaders) and watches the clothes roll around and around in there, making himself dizzy and silly. But lately this hasn’t been enough entertainment.
So I moved to the kitchen. He is also a big helper in there. As I was trying to unload the dishwasher he kept banging the door open and closed. There are times that I say “no” way too many times in a day, I really feel like I am going bonkers. I felt like putting my head in the dishwasher or banging it against the oven. Instead, I gave Collin a pot with a little bit of water at the bottom and some sprinkles for cookie decorating. Kept him busy while I was able to get a few things done in the kitchen, and still play with him. I only had to say “no” two times, when he was trying to feed Mallie his concoction, then Murphy, as you seen from pics above.
We even ate our lunch on the floor – pizza, not the ‘spearmints. It only lasted until Collin started putting blue sprinkles on everybody’s pizza.
I may not have got much laundry done, but the kitchen got cleaned, swept, and even mopped!
Oh, and Elsie slept through it all.
xxx
Amanda St.Clair 