I hate snow days!!

Being from Utah snow days were few and far between.  They usually happened because there was like 4 feet of snow or something like that.  Poor Oregon no one can handle the snow so a few inches and a little ice and everything shuts down.  I wouldn't mind usually, I would enjoy the free schedule and make what we can of it.  Then days like today happen, if you ever think your having a bad day just reread this blog and you won't feel so bad.  So it started out like any other day that we get to sleep in.  We had a lazy morning reading scriptures, making beds, getting dressed normal morning stuff.  I grabbed a stack of books to read to the boys, I didn't feel like doing much.  After I got Simon down for a nap and got the boys heavily involved with a drawing and coloring project I decided it was time for a shower.  They usually are fine when I get in the shower so I had no reason to suppose I should hurry and check on them.  When I came out I noticed the sneaky suspicious look on one of their faces (honestly can't remember which one).  I went in to Parker and Everett's room and they quickly told me that they made a potion.  This is a usual occurrence and so I didn't feel the need to fear then I said "that is not something we do in our rooms could you please take it into the kitchen".  See, I did keep my cool at one point in this and by the way I am editing most of my reactions in this.  Then they told me that a little had spilled and they need help cleaning it up.  I lift the blanket on the top bunk, which Mason was hiding under and trying to prop up with my flashlight, something I don't let them play with I might add because they waste the battery.  Anyway, they had taken my vanilla extract, not the cheap imitation kind the large 8 dollar a bottle kind and mixed it with mouth wash and soft water crystals (little rocks that you can add colored water to and change their size and color).  It was puddling in the middle of the bed and covered a good two foot or more space.  I totally lost it and scream "what the heck is this!!"  I could tell I was rapidly losing control so I stopped and went into the hallway got to my knees and said a prayer.  (I got into the habit of this a couple of years ago and it has greatly increased the life span of my children)  Thankfully all of my kids realized that this was not a really good choice and during my prayer time (basically timeout time) they all came and gave me hugs and kisses and said they were sorry.  Replaying this made me realize that this wasn't as bad as somethings that they have done but it was still in the top five worse messes they have made.  I was able to calm down enough to tell them they need to strip the bed and change their clothes ( yes they were covered as well) and put everything in the wash with out complaint or wasting any time, amazingly they did exactly what I said.  We were able to somewhat recover from this matter minus the water incident in the bath room and the card mess in the bonus room and the beating each other up all day long.  Thankfully I have a wonderful husband that didn't question me with frozen pizza's for dinner, and that I was leaving to grocery shop for "I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG".  So now that it is 9:oo at night I am doing alright.  Wow! a little venting makes you feel better doesn't it.  I want to end with I do love my boys and I am thankful that they are creative and want to discover and explore things. Without them my life would be pointless and I wouldn't know what to do with my self.  I love being a mom and I would not trade it for anything.