I'm not really sure which is worse...

The fact that my kitchen table required VACUUMING the other night, or the fact that the events leading up to the vacuuming included lots of grated parmesan cheese, and my four year old dipping a dog toy into the aforementioned parmesan cheese and licking it off. There was also a lot of powdered sugar involved, but I won't even go there. Or into the spilled Diet Coke. Or the baby mixing the Diet Coke with the powdered sugar. On the floor. And on the table. All while I tried to load the dishwasher. And had a nervous breakdown.

It was so bad that I had to end up putting on the brush attachment and actually vacuum off Gray, too. He thought it was funny.

Oh, come on. I know you're thinking it. DEFINITELY Mother of the Year material.