Cleaning

Here I was proud of myself for shredding the entire block of mozza, to freeze, and happily sweeping the kitchen floor when I hear screaming coming from B's bedroom. I went in to find that they had folded the tv tray I had set up for them to eat their snack and there was shredded mozza all over the carpet. I was a little ticked at this, but I went and got the hand vac and started cleaning it up. Then as I'm cleaning it, B starts eating the cheese left in her bowl and she is spilling even more than she is getting in her mouth... this is after I showed her how to catch it with her bowl. AARRRRGGGGG

Also, while I was cleaning up the shredded cheese... do you know how hard that is to get out of a rug?... D starts yanging because I'm not giving him attention at the exact moment that he wants attention.

So now I'm tired and irritable. I just want to have a good cry or go to sleep. I can't go to sleep cause I have three children in my care and I can't have a good cry cause I don't know how to explain the crying to my children when I am trying to teach them not to cry over unimportant stuff... like spilt milk (or cheese in this case)

*sigh*