Pink Milk

I am a stay at home business owner mom, of now 3. I have added my 12 year old nephew to our mix. So during the day it is just my 30 month old son and I. I attempt to keep my house clean, most days it is not clean because I cannot do anything at all when my 30 month  old is awake. I swear I can be working my through, get an area clean, go the next, and turn around and the area that I just clean is no longer clean.
Today I was working in the dining room to get it clean. See I started a Tupperware business and I am trying to get partied booked and get some money coming in. So to help me get my business off the ground I am going to do cooking demos in my home, so I have scheduled one for tomorrow night, so I am getting the dining room cleaned and organized.

The 1st thing to happen was, JJ comes in the dining room holding the potato masher and says "Look, I'm cooking!" all excited and proud. So I am thinking OK he is mixing the spaghetti sauce that I had on the stove, with the potato masher. So a couple minutes later I walk in the kitchen and JJ is in the living room back towards me, I see aluminum foil, that my bacon was wrapped in on the kitchen floor. JJ must have heard me and turns around, there in the living room floor was a pot and beside the pot was the ketchup, open, and in JJ's hand the potato masher with ketchup on it. I walk closer, look in the pot and yes...........there it was, my bacon, covered in ketchup. And again he says, "I'm cooking."

**I did manage to save the bacon, a little water washed the ketchup right off and I wrapped it in a new piece of foil and put it back in the fridge.

Fast forward to about 15 mins later, after cleaning up the mess, I went back to cleaning the dining room (well more like getting all my Tupperware Stuff cleaned up that my cats so lovingly decided would look so much better on the floor). I go to check on JJ whom I heard in our computer/laundry room and he was in my chair with his daddy's helicopter and my big box of pencils. And in his daddy's chair was some of daddy's spray cans with no tops, not even the spray part. So I sent him in the living room to wait for his lunch. I opened the fridge and my milk (a little over a half gallon) is not in there. Wait, what?!? Where the heck is my milk. "JJ, what did you do with the milk?"

Then I see it........................

In the living room............................

The milk......................................

Is now......................................

PINK!!!!!!!!!

What?!?

"JJ, why is the milk pink?"

I go to get it and realize that he has decided that it needed some color, so he put my nephews crayons and markers in the milk!!

So I am dumping out and the markers and crayons are coming out and I notice the red one has no top and that is how we got pink milk.

I cannot possibly clean the house while the 30 month old is awake, because I need my eye on him all the time or I may just end up with more pink milk.

Gotta love it :)