Rainy days and Mondays

Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. I don't know why, but I've always loved that song by the Carpenters. Even though its Thursday evening and not Monday, it is rainy out, and I guess it just makes it gloomy. That and it gets dark Way too early for me now! So here I am thinking of that song, and as I write this, my children are supposed to be cleaning up their toys in the play room. I now see instead of putting the toys in those pop up toy bins, they have emptied them all out and now where them as head gear. I think they are trying to hide from me. Too bad their giggles - and find me - are giving them away! To think I'm bringing another one of them into this world. I can just see it - they will probably drag the baby around in the toy box abd play hide the baby. I am thinking I am going to have to get a pen to put the baby in just to keep it safe!

Now I've just asked them if they are cleaning, acting as if I don't see them walking in circles with those boxes on their heads running into the furniture. Suprisingly, it is the 18mo old that takes the box off her head, smiles and says No. I guess at least they hear me, now if they would just listen!

I think I've found what I'll be buying them for Christmas. More toy bins, that way the toys might stay put away - I can only hope! and then they can play with the extra toy bins. Except if they think its supposed to be a toy, they will refuse to play with it.

Am I the only one whos children refuse to pick up their toys, or is that just a common trait of children up to 4 years of age?? My parents keep telling me its my fault I let them get away with everything, and I need to teach them. I wonder if they've just forgotten what its like to have youngins in the house!