Tuesday morning was busy here in Z-land. I'm trying to get everyone on a schedule of getting schoolwork done and keep the house picked up. We do fine for awhile but if I don't keep my eyes glued to Dane he cuts up every piece of paper he can find then he proceeds to glue said paper to my french doors to make a nice collage from mommy. Right now he has his super hero action figures everywhere. Most of them are missing body pieces. I can't tell you how pissed I am that I spend so much money on these things and they break so easily.
Anyway, Tuesday morning we were sitting at the table and the kids were doing their work and I was putting together a dinosaur thingy for Dane and I needed to copy some of the papers. I left to go TWO ROOMS away and I was gone maybe two minutes. The cat had jumped up on the table and had himself spread out across my books and papers. I went to move his sorry ass and when I looked down at him he had a big gob of slimy green SNOT smeared over his fur!!!!! Calmly (without any hysteria at all) I asked what the heck happened to the cat? Mimi looks up at me from he reading book and calmly, like it's a normal thing, tells me Dane blew his nose on the cat. Then she went back to reading. Public school has nothing on us.