Before I get into the whats of this project, first allow me to tell you the whys.
(Yes, the water is green.)
Mornings in this house-- it's cats and dogs, living together. Mass hysteria. If you were a fly on the wall in this house? First, you would have a lot of crumbs to eat, but second,
you would hear crap like this on a day to day basis.
"Hey bud, your fly is down."
(said in a totally annoyed and exasperated voice): "WHY DOES IT HAVE TO MATTER? GOSH."
"Both your shoes are untied, buddy. Lemme tie them for you."
"NO! I like them that way!"
Also, I say "buddy" a lot. Especially when I'm trying to keep the peace.
Daily, I come at my boys, wielding a spray bottle and comb. Oft times, I make the water in the spray bottle warm, just to be nice.
"OH MY GOSH, MOM! You do this every.single.day!! ARRRR!"
Now, this last one is said in the same tone you might use for this accusation:
"My gosh, Mom! Every morning, before 9:00 a.m., you get drunk and pass out on the couch, and I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
Yep. Same tone. I had noooo idea I was such an evil mother. The crap my kids have to put up with.
For the record though, it is pretty annoying to get sprayed at or near the face with a spray bottle. I tried it once and thought, "Ew that's annoying". So I'll give them that.
let us not forget this month's new curve ball: the one where my son absolutely refuses to take a shower.
I don't get this. I'm so confused-- he absolutely loved baths and showers, and then suddenly, BAM, next thing you know I'm lecturing him about hygiene, man-handling him, and practically tossing him into the shower.
I wouldn't be more surprised about this new turn of events then if a boot came out of this monitor right now and kicked me in the head.
So, I'm saying mornings are rough, sometimes. That's what I'm saying.
I'm also keeping all these comments close to my heart for when my kids are old enough to care and start asking for specific brands of hair gel, deodorant, and Axe body spray.
"Really? You want me to buy that for you? Remember that time, when you were 5, and you gave me a hard time about zipping up your fly before school?"
Kids. Can't live with them,
So whatever I can do to make things a little smoother, right? I've seen this idea in its various forms all over the interwebs, and it is ingenious. I've pinned one here, and Mandy did it here.
Got myself a couple scrap boards of 1x3 (and we all know that the true measurements would be 3/4" by 2 1/2", don't we?),
and routed them to make them all purty-like, and then painted, for which I wanted to cuss.
Okay here's the thing: I have discovered that my life will be infinitesimally easier, if I had certain items on alllll the floors of my house.
Let me 'splain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up:
we have what I call "teeth" problems in this house. Genetic gifts of the teeth, if you will. Some of my kids have soft enamel, and soft enameled teeth can look yellowed in a jiffy. Thus, I ensure that my kids brush their teeth right before they leave the house, to give them a sporting chance.
I mean right before they leave the house-- they hand me back their toothbrush when they open the door.
Thus, I need toothbrushes on my main level, as well.
And here it is, inside the over-the-john! With absolutely no regard to the ancient art of spacing!
Toothbrushes for all children who leave in the morning, combs, and even some rubber bands to tame the baby girl's hair in a hurry, and of course, the evil spray bottle.
And then upstairs? Before bedtime? Bam.
I am dealing with pocket doors on both sides of this bathroom, and do not have studs to rely on for strength, so this was a bit of a challenge.
If I were cool, these cups would be beautiful glass ones. I give you my personal guarantee that beautiful glass ones would break, and again, this needs to be lightweight due to the lack of studs.
Everyone has a cup for their 5th cup of water before bedtime, and life is just a little bit simpler. Take a tip from me: do NOT go in this bathroom. WOOOO. I do my best to avoid it, and you should, too, if you know what's good for you.