messes, exhibit A

Because this is my life.  I'm starting a series to show you the glorious messes that are made around this house on a daily, hourly, minutely basis. 

   

When it comes to making messes, my children move at warp speed.  

When it comes to getting them to go potty, find their shoes, put on their socks, and get out the door when we need to leave (because we're going to be late!) 

I might as well be talking to sloths.  I think they actually grow mold while they stare at me as I ask them again to please put on your shoes!

So, since messes is something we excel at, why not display it proudly?

Messes, Exhibit A

A few days ago I took a shower.  (I do this most days.)

When I got out, Ellie came in to "help" me "organize" my drawers. (She does this most days.)

And I noticed that she smelled like sesame oil.  Really really smelled.  (This has never happened before.)

When we came downstairs, I found this:

 The contents of my two lower pantry shelves.
A few hours later, I found the sesame oil bottle.
Minus it's lid.*

I think they noticed how excited I was about this creative pantry mess, 
because just yesterday, they did it again.
Also while I was showering.

Luckily, their competitive nature has been helpful in cleaning up these pantry designs.  We make it a race to see who can pick up the most cans.
We don't count, exactly, and Nicholas insists he always wins.
Sometimes Ellie's okay with that. "Yeah, Nickus wins!"
and sometimes, she's not.

But it doesn't take long for her to forget, because they've moved on to making the next glorious mess.

*We still haven't found the lid.