"darling ordered spaghetti"

tonight has been one of those classic, stereotypical times of toddler chaos, including, but not limited to:

• dry lasagna noodles being dumped on the floor, stepped on and crunched;
• mail being shredded;
  
• a colossal poopy diaper being made, after which ben cheerfully wore a turtleneck with high-waisted sweatpants (bearing a marked resemblance to fred mertz) because there was nary a clean piece of decent clothes to be found;
  
• chicken pot pie scorching;
• a sippy full of milk being chucked against the wall and milk splattering on the lasagna noodles, turtleneck and shredded mail.
  

it's funny now, an hour and a half later.

andrew sent me to the up-upstairs to work on my lesson plan and get OUT of the chaos. he brought the sanity back. i really like that man.