Thinking of Stopping By Unannounced?
I love having people come over... but, I have to be honest.... PLEASE do not come over unannounced.
I have four kids under the age of 10, so if you pop by without calling first, you will definitely see the following -
1. I most likely will still be in my pajamas
2. I might not have brushed my teeth
3. And I definitely won't be wearing a bra
4. My three year old, in the tradition of all three year old boys, will most likely be naked
and
5. My ten year old, who also abhors clothes, will probably be walking around in just a pull-up. While he feels comfortable walking around like that around his family, please give me time to dress him before you come over.
If you come over mid-morning, you might see the remnants of our breakfast still lying around and you'll soon discover that
6. My 7 year old ate leftover potato soup for her morning meal
and
7. My 8 year old had half a bag of pretzels
But the real reason I don't want you to come over unannounced is because I'll need plenty of time to clear up this...
and this
and this
Gotta make sure I pick up part of that Christmas tree, ya know!
And since our house is small, you won't be able to miss getting a glimpse of our kitchen....
That mess right there is how I was able to cook supper the other night...
And this mess is what happened when I made lunch...
Be careful where you sit.... a certain someone might have poured dog biscuits onto a chair
And you really do need to give me plenty of time to make myself presentable. Otherwise, you might encounter this...
Or this....
I have four kids under the age of 10, so if you pop by without calling first, you will definitely see the following -
1. I most likely will still be in my pajamas
2. I might not have brushed my teeth
3. And I definitely won't be wearing a bra
4. My three year old, in the tradition of all three year old boys, will most likely be naked
and
5. My ten year old, who also abhors clothes, will probably be walking around in just a pull-up. While he feels comfortable walking around like that around his family, please give me time to dress him before you come over.
If you come over mid-morning, you might see the remnants of our breakfast still lying around and you'll soon discover that
6. My 7 year old ate leftover potato soup for her morning meal
and
7. My 8 year old had half a bag of pretzels
But the real reason I don't want you to come over unannounced is because I'll need plenty of time to clear up this...
and this
and this
Gotta make sure I pick up part of that Christmas tree, ya know!
And since our house is small, you won't be able to miss getting a glimpse of our kitchen....
That mess right there is how I was able to cook supper the other night...
And this mess is what happened when I made lunch...
Be careful where you sit.... a certain someone might have poured dog biscuits onto a chair
And you really do need to give me plenty of time to make myself presentable. Otherwise, you might encounter this...
Or this....
All evidence of one of Naveen's current passions... Playing Makeover with Mommy.
So now that you know why I really do need time to get things in order before you stop by, please feel free to come over anytime!
I just need a couple months' notice.... that's all.
ETA - I just had to add this last picture. I just called my friend Meredith to tell her that I actually posted pictures of my dirty house on my blog and when I got off the phone, I found this...
I had just cleaned up our entry way and hallway before calling her (we actually have guests coming over in an hour! Yikes!) and now it's a mess again.
We may be messy and a bit unorganized, but no one can ever accuse us of being unpredictable!
Comments
Also, new moms get a free 6-month pass on housework, in my book!
Nancy
Okay...so I put a pic of me in a bathing suit on my blog. You'll have to look! ;)
Let's talk soon, so you can get some more funny pictures to put on the blog.
Oh...and I am SO coming by unannounced when I finally do come. :)
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J
But I love the mommy makeover idea :) - great bonding!
Renae.