Um, What's that smell???

One of my days off last week, the sun was shining and it felt nice to be outside without a jacket. So I decided it was a great day to clean out the cars. We had bought a new booster seat for L because she's big enough now to be out of the 5-point restraint, so I started with removing the car seats from both cars...and oh what a mess to behold!!

Every time I move the car seats, I am determined to not let the kids eat in the car...and then we go on a long road trip, or I just have a week moment while out running errands or grocery shopping and I succumb to the Gold Fish! And then I pay for it later... every time.

Anyway, as I'm using the dust buster, I find myself guiltily enjoying this little task. There is something about vacuuming that I love, and I think it's the Instant Satisfaction. You see the mess, then **Poof** it's gone!

Chaos is gone and Order is once more established!
(insert sinister laugh here)

So I happily busted dust and debris and food crumbs in both cars that day, followed by a quick clean-out of other little compartments where "treasures" were certain to be found and rewarded myself with a quiet drive, alone, for a moment anyway, as I picked up the children from school and listened to them say, "Whoa. What happened in here?"

This, my children, is what happens when we choose to accomplish something and follow it through until completion: Cleanliness. "Um, what's that smell?"

Oh, the fresh car sent you ask? Why, I believe it to be called Waterfall. "Uh, no, I think L dropped her banana."

Sure enough, there was a banana peel that my little "helper" left behind. Quickly stuffing it into the new trash bag, I enjoyed the short ride home listening to them chatter and realized:

Any mess is worth the clean-up as long as you enjoy the creation!!

xoxo Rachel

My Version of Clean...

...is not like Martha Stewart (read the blog about sheets). Nope. Laundry sometimes means wash what you can so you can have something to ware the next day (may even involve mixing colors - gasp!!).

Last weekend, up at my parents house, L had a diaper blow-out. So as I'm putting her clothes (and car seat cover) in the washer, I can't justify running even a small load with only 4 things in the washer! So, I stripped then (after putting on my pj's) went and confiscated D's and E's clothes. There. Totally justified water consumption.

That was Friday.

Saturday morning: D, did you put my phone somewhere? No. It's not in your purse? You'd think, hu. It's...not...oh crap!!

Running to the washer did little to help the fact the washing cycle finished more than 10 hours prior. Yah, my phone was at the bottom, falling out of my pant's pocket as I whipped them out.

WHO HAS THE CLEANEST PHONE?!?!?! Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah. It's so clean it doesn't even WORK anymore! Now, that's Clean.

And that's how you do that, and get a new phone. LG Rumor, as shiney green as my favorite Prada purse. Oh Yeah!