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One of the many, many reasons I hate to clean:

• As I’m clearing the floor in Sam’s room for vacuumming, he’s in Jack’s room dumping out the Legos.  The little ones.  ALL of them.  (Before, of course, I vacuummed in there.)
• Juice spill in the a.m., kitchen floor – Luke
• Pee all over the bathroom floor (my bathroom floor), lunch time – Luke
• Dog hair, all day – Cheerio
• Drink spill, p.m. – Luke (again)
• Toothpaste in the sink, p.m. – all kids
• Poop in the bathtub, p.m. – MARIA (!?!)  (This, of course, happened while I was on the phone trying to take an Uppercase Living order).

I spent all of my Sam-only time this morning cleaning the house and this is what I get.