It’s funny how complacent you get, just dealing with your own kids’ hellion-like tendencies.  I thought my house was pretty much wall-to-wall chaos, until I took in my friend’s two-year-old for a few days.  The girl likes to dump liquids on the floor.  Cups of water.  Cups of juice.  Sipper cups of water and juice.  Bottles of French perfume that belong to your ten-year-old daughter.  The ten-year-old daughter who’s going to be home any minute and blow a gasket when she sees what you let your babysitting charge do to her belongings.

I was making lunch, dammit!  Lunch!