Gosh my kids are messy. No, messy sounds almost innocent. My kids are straight up pigs. haha
I remember my mom yelling at me all the time about my and my siblings messes, so I can’t stand here surprised that my house looks like crap almost constantly. But, thanks to being raised by my clean freak mother, I can’t bear to live in an untidy home! I’m only talking about the main rooms. I couldn’t give a crap about my kids’ bedrooms being clean. As long as dirty clothes or food stuff never gets in there, I don’t care about toys, books, or papers being everywhere. I really don’t. Like once a month (maybe even less) I make them clean it all. *shrug*
While I pride myself in not yelling at my kids over their messes, I will admit I get really moody and cold and withdrawn when there are toys and books in every single room. It makes me feel stressed and overwhelmed to have stuff everywhere!
So I told my kids we could go out to McDonald’s for lunch after we cleaned our house this last Saturday.
I cleaned most of the rest of the house while the kids only cleaned their bedrooms. It took them THREE hours. Yes. Yes, it took them THREE hours. I do not get it. I told them they don’t even have to organize (because I really don’t care) I just wanted them to toss things into toyboxes. Is that hard? No.
When I was a kid my mom was so anal. I had to put things away perfectly. Everything had a place and everything had to put in its own place! I let my kids lay out their blankets on their bed however they want and tell them to put all their toys in a box. How is this difficult?!
At one point I did get frustrated and told Brooklyn (who battles me every second of cleaning up anything) that I bet her I could clean an entire room in two minutes by only having to put everything in a toybox. She started yelling at me about how she would never even try to do that. After two and a half hours (and a hundred reminders to just clean up already) I told her, fine I don’t care what you do or how long it takes you to clean, but since you’re wasting our entire day by havingn to sit here and wait for you, you’re going to be pretty upset with yourself when we’re all sitting down to eat and you have only a peanut butter and jelly sandwich I bring from home. She didn’t say anything but a few minutes later she came to me and said, “Fine mom, I’ll do the timer challenge, but with five minutes, not two!” Her room was maybe 25% of the way clean (after 2 1/2 hours!) so I said, ok! I set the timer and sure enough, five minutes later it was clean. She’s such a stubborn butt all the time :S
Sierra’s not much better. She is such a slow cleaner. It doesn’t even matter if you sit with her to help. Unless I stand there telling her every single toy to pick up and where to put it (again Sierra, put it in the box. Yes, the exact box I told you to put the other 25 toys into!) she won’t clean. She just plays. Or sits staring off into space. And when I suggested to her that maybe we should have sandwiches at home rather than go out she happily said, “Yes!” There is very little that motivates that Sierra. She’s pleased as punch with the most basic of belongings or happenings.
I picked up and vaccuumed the playroom in about ten minutes. And do you remember the picture of it above? This room gets trashed. But it’s because we spend the most time in there, it’s our little play/craft haven.