It Got Worse!

I know, I know, I should never EVER have said anything about how things could possibly get worse with my kids finding new and interesting ways to entertain themselves.

For whatever insane reason, I must have jinxed myself, because they got into something pretty awful.

In fact, I didn't even know that what they managed to unearth was even in my house!

I know it's gone now, though! On Friday, my industrious little trio decided that it would be fun to go exploring inside the bottom of our china cabinet.

Now, I haven't really kept anything inside the china cabinet in years in anticipation of just such an event.

Unfortunately, for whatever reason, there were a few things still in that cabinet, though!

Yep, I walked into the living room and dining room on Friday, innocently wondering why the babies were sounding so very gleeful and happy and giggly, only to find that it appeared to be SNOWING inside my house.

At first, nothing made any sense to me. Of course it is late August, but why oh why is it snowing inside my house?

Then I noticed that, while the babies were twirling and frolicking in the snowy stuff that was swirling all about, that there were chunks of it on the floor, too.

Snow doesn't fall in chunks! Styrofoam, however, can be torn into chunks. Yep, they managed to find a box with some very nasty, staticy Styrofoam inside it.

It appears to have once housed something I had received as a Christmas gift from Christmases gone by, but now it was busy serving as snow inside my house!

The babies had apparently found the Styrofoam, and quickly figured out how much fun it is to shred it into little foamy-balls and bits!

Then, to add insult to injury, they soon discovered how much fun it was to run through the mess that they had made!

In fact, by the time I got in there to see what the matter was, Kai was busy driving his dump truck through the snow piles to make it swirl about him.

Kian was pirouetting through it literally, giggling when it swirled about him and marveling at how the bits would stick to his hair and clothes!

Vivienne, in the meantime, had gone and put her baby into her stroller and had commenced to chasing Kai and that dump truck through the snow.

This meant that the Styrofoam snow was spreading quickly all over the huge vast rooms!

Somehow, I knew that the broom was only going to make this mess much worse. Thank the Gods for the invention of Swiffers!

The static cling part that makes Swiffers work helped make my Styrofoam cleanup a LOT easier!

I only had to unclog everything three or four times before I had managed to Swiffer-vac most of the little Styrofoam bits up!

I only wish I could have found a way to use that thing on the carpet! The real vacuum cleaner only kicked the Styrofoam behind it, essentially making me chase the bits all around the living room rug and floor for what seemed like an eternity!

There were bits under the dining room table, and bits on the children. There were bits on top of the furniture, under the furniture, and even stuck to the wall via static cling!

To make clean-up even harder, I just couldn't keep the triplets out of my clean-up area!

As soon as I would get one baby situated and brushed off and Styrofoam-free, another would come mowing through the middle of what I was cleaning, stirring up more mess!

This was one of the most all-time frustrating messes that I have EVER had to clean up!

I don't think I shall EVER, EVER wonder what my kids could possibly do or get into next!