the Carty party: Complete C.H.A.O.S.

There are some days I wake up and never have time to think. From the minute my feet hit the floor it's wake up the kids, round everyone up to brush teeth, get them dressed, remind each girl why we do not fight, put on our shoes, pack lunches, grab our backpacks, pick out a hair bow, and out the door. A quick trip through the school drop off line and I'm back home to a quiet house. Now, I can think. At which point, I realize my girls have not picked up one thing from the night before. There are Carebears on the bathroom floor (why???), Little Pet Shop in the hall. Sheets and small blankets strung from every shelf the girls can reach to resemble a man-made fort.

Now that all the girls are in school, I find I fill my days with marketing my still fairly new photography business, laundry, a few dishes, dinner prep, and cleaning up the reminents of the children from the night before. I make time for other mommy friends from the school PTO and planning and prep for my Girl Scout troop. I actually get projects completed now.

Then its time. 4 o'clock rolls around and its time to pick the kiddos up. From there its non-stop talking over one another, homework, studying, getting our clothes ready for the next day, chores, baths/showers, and dinner. We follow up with our normal bedtime routine and before we know it, the girls are asleep and we have alone time. It's then that I look around and see the same mess has reappeared from the day before. Did I not just put all of it away? I distinctly remember putting all foreign objects back in their home and yet here they are again migrating across my floor. Suddenly a bell goes off and I realize, though I would have it no other way, our home will forever suffer from C.H.A.O.S......

....Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome