The great mofo delurk

It's Wednesday October 3 and you know what that means don't you? It means that if you see this funky little button in any of a dozen or so (9 actually) colours you are meant to comment. So comment away. I've had a a few new commentors over the last 2 days, which quite thrilled me. Nice to meet you, new commentors.

I was going to tell you all about my fall TV lineup (which would have let you all know I watch way too much TV), an idea I borrowed from the very lovely (and fellow facebooker) Chas but then I uploaded pictures last night so I thought why not enlighten you all with visuals of the messy bedrooms? Following in the footsteps of the fabulous (and fellow facebooker) M, I shall also post pictures of my house, as it is. But not in this post. Because we are off to the orthodontist shortly and I need to shower.

The girls...I had to put this one in, because they are just so freaking cute. Sophie is eating cookie dough. I know, I know...don't even go there. Liam gave it to her. And you know what people? We all survived. Don't even try and tell me you never ate cookie dough as a kid (or as an adult, when it comes right down to it.) See Saoirse's bandaid there? She's had it on for about 6 days. I'm not allowed to take it off and when we wash her face we are told not to get her bandaid wet. It's Spiderman. There were no princesses so Spiderman was chosen over Nemo, Hello Kitty, Shrek and assorted other $4.29 for 20 cartoon banadaids.


The floor of Taylor's bedroom closet. Clothes on the floor, shoe rack practically empty because shoes are all over the place.


Her bookcase, the only area that is somewhat clean. Note though the tiny white container on the third shelf. This was full of caramel (for aplle dipping) at one time, I found three of them in her room and when I bought them, only last Friday, she was told that they were for school only.


The view from her door. Yeah. Nuff said? She called me a few minutes later to tell me that she had forgotten her flute, which is in the black case by the side of her bed. Not only had she forgotten her flute, she had also forgotten her lunch and her gym uniform. Seriously the kid? Not so together. The thing that bugs me about Taylor is when William did her floor, not quite a month ago, I told her that our plan was to buy her all new furniture...a double bed, a night table, a desk, a bookcase, a dresser and a TV stand but that she would have to, have to keep her room clean. Since the only thing she has done in the past month is sort her books (alphabetically of course) I can't see new furniture being a part of her near future.


Liam's closet. Funnily enough, he had told me that he had put away his laundry and when I went to look it was all on the closet floor. This is a kid who can't even put boxers and socks into his drawers.


The view from Liam's door. Note the lack of a sheet, he claims he doesn't know how to put them on. Seriously. And all that stuff on the e? The dish? The little lego pieces? He can sleep with those on his bed. I don't know how. I did make his bed yesterday in a fit of "you disgust me" rage. When I found DVDs under the mattress is when I took them all away. He's home today, so is curretnly cleaning. I will take pictures of his idea of clean.