Q-Tip of the Day!

First of all....

Dear Lord, you are wonderful and thank you so much that it is finally FRIDAY!!! Amen.

Ok now that that's been taken care of...the topic for today is stinky trashcans. No one likes them but everyone has them! I love walking into a magnificent home that is well maintained and beautifully decorate and then I realize...oh yea...they have garbage too and it stinks (sick&twisted pleasure, I know hehe). So today we shall tackle the stinky trashcan with a quick tip to mask the odor. This process is so hard and complex I hope you can retain it all...(eye roll).

Oh hello magical smell good product! This is carpet powder, that I really wouldn't recommend for carpets because it can clog your vacuum, learned that the hard way.

After I take out my trash, I sprinkle just a little of this clean linen carpet powder in the bottom of my trashcan before I put the new bag in. I also use the scented bags which also help mask the smell.

I always dump the powder out when I take out the trash, so I won't end up with a trashcan full of powder ha!

I have a thing for smells, if I believed in past lives (which I don't) I'm pretty sure I would have been a blood hound because I can sniff out every foul smell that brushes across my nose! No joke.

So this is just one way I keep my house smelling "so fresh & so clean, clean" (insert early 2000's tribute to Outkast)

Happy Weekend!! :)

Leah

Confessions of Two Mommas and All Their Drama.

Okay. This is real life...not our perfect Pinterest lives.
...And here are our momma confessions...

I just recently stopped wearing maternity pants....

I wipe my child's snot on the bottom of the car seat.

Applying baby lotion to give the child a scent of a fresh bath...perfectly acceptable.

We resent all of the perfect moms.

We resent you even more if you have your body back.

My child pooped on the bathroom floor, stepped in it, then took a bath. I forget if I cleaned in between the toes.

Any event/function in the summer is pure evil. It's like chasing a prairie dog around while your dress flies up and your upper lip sweats.

Morning snuggles remind us why we love being mommies.

A cheese stick and teddy grahams pass as dinner.

My husband would crumble in fear if he had a solid 48 hours alone with our angel.

I let laundry sit for weeks. I then have to pull out clothes that smell like moth balls.

I have hair balls floating around like tumbleweeds in my house.

I am trying to teach my child to take a 'selfie'.

I forget the last time I didn't share my dinner.

I feel like I lose my patience way too much.

I haven't scheduled family pictures because I don't like the way I look.

My stainless steel looks like someone rubbed butter all over it.

I wish I was a better housekeeper.

I sometimes spray perfume on my child...Just in case.

I rip diaper wipes in two. Save that paper. (as in money. forget the trees)

We should buy organic. I'm just lucky to make it to the grocery.

I watch my sweet babe sleep.

The toilet is where my child prefers his hands.

My sweet pride and joy likes to eat our newspaper. Who needs a dog?

I post my FB status and tweets from the bathroom. It's the only place to think.

If you buy Toms and other boho items for your child you are wasting your money. Go to walmart to buy shoes because their feet are comparable to Jack and the Beanstalk...

I feel like a bad mom because I work outside the home.

My husband is hotter than I am. Thankfully he hasn't realized it yet.

Woman swoon over my husband and his parenting skills. I see you ladies and you can step off. Me and my hormones are ready for ya.

I pick my child's earwax.

I hide in my bedroom to watch Real Housewives so my husband doesnt think I am trashy.

I'm terrified I am not being the mom I am called to be.

I am overwhelmed.

When my baby wakes up from a nap I avoid eye contact in hopes that he'll go back to sleep.

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