It’s no use crying over spilled milk. Or kitty litter. At least in my house it isn’t.
In fact, in my house, it is apparently not even necessary to get help with spilled kitty litter. Or clean it up. Or mention that there is poop and urine and kitty litter strewn on the entryway floor.
Seriously, friends, on what planet is this okay???
I mean, what mom wouldn’t want to be greeted by this little pile kitty poop…kind of like a homemade piñata burst on the floor “treats” sprinkled about for the taking.
This is what greeted me on the kids LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. Which is awesome, cause I had nothing else to do. No errands to run. No dishes to do. No laundry. And I certainly wasn’t rushing to go to the end of year assembly.
I had plenty of time to sweep the poop. Re-bag the poop. Vacuum the floor and then sweep again.
And so it begins; summer vacation.
I hope you have a great one.