Is It Bedtime Yet???

OMG. Today is one of those days that defy reason. I am getting ready to crash- to fall absolutely exhausted into my freshly laundered sheets and bedspreads (yes, plural becuase my hubby is a cover-hog).
Anyhow, here's the basic run-down of the days events. In order of occurance of course

* Took Brice to the store. In the course of 15 minutes he proceeded to toss multiple, unapproved items into the cart, open a bag of candy and munch while we walked (this was not only without permission, but without my knowledge until I turned around and saw his grin) and last but certainally not least, he grabbed a tomato- from the very bottom of the tomato pile in the produce section, sending many tomatoes spilling forth...all over the ground.

*Jackson attempted to pour some soda into a cup. I say "attempted" because he did not succeed. Instead, he poured it all over the kitchen counter. All over a pile of bills to be paid (okay, to be stashed away somewhere until they can be paid later..er..much later..) In his haste to clean up his mess, he grabbed from the laundry room what he THOUGHT was a towell, but turned out to be my chenille sweater. My chenille sweater, now sits soaked in pineapple soda.

*Upon returning from trip #2 to the grocery store, and whilst getting ready to put away groceries (okay, watch Albert and the kids put away groceries while I cooked dinner) Brice dropped a glass platter into the floor, sending shards of glass cascading across the kitchen.

*As Manny went to clear out space in our ridiculously over-crowded refridgerator, he spilled a container...a LARGE container of baked beans all over the kitchen floor. The dog appeared instantly on the scene doing her best to help clean up the mess with her germ infested doggie tounge. The inside of our refridgerator has never sparkled so! Kate Gosselin would be mortified! I, on the other hand, am much to exhausted to be mortified and was sort of glad/releived to have the mess cleaned (okay, licked) up so throughly.

*As I leaned over to pull the garlic bread out from the oven, the loaf broke in half sending the bottom portion tumbling onto the oven floor. Seceretly, when I took it out of the pantry to put into the oven, I grabbed the wrong end and it slid out onto the kitchen floor (where I'm sure it joined the glass shards and baked beans). No one saw, so I dusted it right off and popped it in the oven!

Off to bed before anything else goes wrong.