Icy/Snowy days, home from school. It started out fun, it got ugly. Dirt was liberated from plants in the living room so the Creature's tiny green toy iguana could have a "dirt house". To finally get out we braved the ice to eat Thai food and not one but 2 glasses of water and the flower vase were spilled. I try to stay ahead of the boyz with my domesticated cleaning self, but its so pointless. How can I be upset when the Creature gives me his best cheesy smile during breakfast & my Schoolboy is so sweet to little Teeny.