I cleaned the floors. Twice. Once with regular cleaner and the next with acetone. Why? Because in a rage of madness Viola, again, threw and shattered nail polish on the tile. Oh that sweet child!
In an attempt to take a shower and not feel gross at 11 am...I felt like it failed. I get out to see Henry on the kitchen counters (via two buckets he stacked together) with scissors and smashing them into my candle that, yes indeed, had been lit! Literally nothing and I mean nothing is safe anymore! What's a mom to do!
Oh well. On the bright side...it was sunny and beautiful today!!
An old pic because I forgot to get any!

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