Mount Messy House Part II—The Afternoon

Mount Messy House Part II—The Afternoon

I didn’t get anything accomplished before we left for the dentist except dressing the kids, doing the girls’ hair and prayer. But well, some days that is enough. Some days I never get to their hair. Going out makes that part happen at least.

And prayer. Well, some days things just seem to be addressed right to you. I don’t do the thing that Jennifer speaks of, opening the Bible to find a relevant passage. But I do often find that if I bring a specific concern to prayer the day’s office has words that speak piercingly. Today’s reading:   

2 Thessalonians 3:10-13
Do not let anyone have any food if he refuses to do any work. Now we hear that there are some of you who are living in idleness, doing no work themselves but interfering with everyone else�s. In the Lord Jesus Christ, we order and call on people of this kind to go on quietly working and earning the food that they eat. My brothers, never grow tired of doing what is right.

Yep some days the readings just hit me like that.

We had a good trip to the dentist. It’s a new dentist. I actually haven’t been since we moved to the South Shore. Almost two years. (Wow! Have we really lived here that long?) And it was Bella’s first time. But she was ok cause we recently read a library book about the dentist. (No, not my plan. She just happened to pick it up a few weeks before Dom made our appointment.)

I had the hygienist take me first and we carried a little chair into the room so Bella could sit in the corner and watch. She brought a Highlights magazine and read for a few minutes. After that, though, Bella sang the entire time the hygienist was cleaning my teeth—much to the hygienist’s delight. She sang parts of Amazing Grace, Dixieland, and several things she made up. One song about seasons, one about taking the train to the aquarium. One about colored dots. I actually started laughing at several points—dangerous when there are pointy metal objects in your mouth.

I went to the waiting room and sat with Ben and Sophie and Dom sat with Bella while she got her teeth cleaned. I’d have liked to stay with her, but I could tell Dom needed a break from the littles. He reported that she was very good. Unafraid though a bit freaked out by the suction thing. And probably all for the best as he’s the one who actually supervises the girls’ teeth brushing most nights so he got the benefit of hearing the instructions from the dentist firsthand. It sinks in more that way than if I try to remember and repeat them.

Definitely better than Alexander’s trip to the dentist. No horrible, terrible, very bad day in that respect. The hygienist and dentist were very nice. I like the office and the music was pleasant. No cavities.

Afterward, we had lunch with Dom at his office. Always a treat for the kids.

Now the plumber is here to deal with the clogged sink. He actually arrived here before we got home. He was supposed to call first but didn’t. Looks like it’s going to be expensive. Sigh. He snaked up some nasty hair clogs and it’s still not unclogged. He had to go get some acid, he said. And a new u-bend as the old one had been glued on and he had to break it to get it off. How, I ask you, did hair clogs get in the kitchen sink’s drain? What were the former owners doing?

I did a quick straighten on the living room after I put Sophie and Ben down for naps. So embarrassing to have the plumber come in with everything in the complete disaster state. I don’t mind some mess; but this looked like But it gave me an incentive to just tackle the living room and at least tidy if not vacuum or do a deep clean. Having that look nice does make me feel a bit better.

I’m not sure I can handle the pantry on my own, though that would surely be the most satisfying to get completed.  I need someone with a strong stomach in case I do turn up some bugs. Ick, I can’t stand the thought of finding more! I’m not really queasy anymore except for the hair-trigger gag reflex that always takes a few more weeks to settle down once the actual nausea is past. Maybe I can get Dom to do a little bit of it with me tonight. If I can actually get into the kitchen to start dinner. Right now the plumber has the contents of the under the sink cabinet spread all across the floor. I don’t want to get in his way and I need to be quiet as it is nap time, so I am forced to sit and take it easy for a while.

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  • I love this as well!  It’s so special to me to remember how they might have played with whatever’s stashed up there, or—even better—to wonder with confusion and laughter *when* and *how* they played on my bed when I had no idea they were doing so smile 

    One of my favorite things to do, if I’m going to bed before my husband, is to clean up the toys, but place one straggler on his pillow to find when he comes to sleep.  I know it makes him just as happy as it makes me smile