All in a day’s work

Last evening I returned home from work to the sight of the master bathroom completely trashed by a hyperactive dog, one that  managed to get out of her kennel and 

• throw her water bowl in the formal living room.
• drag the cushions from the family room couch into the living room floor
• empty the trash in the master bath, destroy the entire toilet paper roll, shred each piece of trash from the trash can, rip all the books neatly stacked in the toilet ehem for distraction
• get herself locked in the toilet while trashing the place
• scratch the paint off the bathroom door trying to get herself out
• and continued scratching on the door till the kids came home and found her there after frantically searching all over.

The kids for their part decided to wait till mom came home to display the mess. They further added to the mess by

• leaving their dirty socks on the couch
• scattering the contents of their school bag all over the dining table
• spending their times playing games instead of fixing themselves a snack
• and being completely unprepared for the swim class they needed to be at five minutes after mom got home.

11  years after learning it for the very first time I am still putting my breathing lessons from the Lamaze technique to good use. hee hee hoo (lamaze breathing)!