This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Clorox.
If there is one lesson that we moms learn the hard way, it’s that there is such a thing as too much help. Yes, that’s right, I said TOO much help.
When my girls were babies, I would dream about the day that they would get big enough to help out around the house. I pinned age-appropriate chore lists and marked the days off the calendar with glee. I was really looking forward to those extra pairs of hands around the house. And that just goes to show you how clueless I was.
My girls are big now and are perfectly capable of helping out around the house…in theory. The reality is much, much messier.
Take walking the dog for example: my five year old loves to hold the dog’s leash and walk her up the block. Unfortunately, she also likes to look at birds, hunt for the neighborhood cats, talk to her sister, pick up rocks and jump the cracks in the sidewalk as well. I turned my head for a second the other day and when I looked back, she was in La-La Land and the dog was happily peeing away on her leash. ICK!
The absolute worst though is when the girls decide to “help mommy” without warning me first. I’ve seen a lot of really icky things in my parenting days, but the day the girls cleaned my bathroom has to be one of the worst. There I am, curled up on my bed, enjoying a leisurely Sunday afternoon read. Just as I get to the really good part of the story, the sound of repeated toilet flushes breaks through my conscious. I freeze, mid page turn and yell out, “Girls, what’s going on in there?” Two little voices pipe up in response, “We’re cleaning, mommy!”
I haven’t run that fast in a long time.
I found my girls in the middle of the bathroom floor, surrounded by unrecognizable white bits floating on a sea of slightly murky water. My mind did a stutter-step when I saw the empty toilet paper roll lying on the floor and the toilet lid up. Those white bits were the remains of the toilet paper soup boiling over in the toilet bowl. They’d cleaned the floor, walls, tub, shower and were restocking their “supplies” before heading off to their bedrooms. If that isn’t an icky moment, I don’t know what is.
Thank goodness for Clorox. I grabbed the mop, a bucket, and a giant bottle of Clorox Clean-up spray and mopped away all the evidence of their gloriously spontaneous and fun-filled afternoon of helping mommy clean up. Truthfully, the bathroom did need a good cleaning, so thanks to Clorox I was able to see the bright side of an otherwise totally icky situation.
The BLUNTmoms are sure that many of you have an icky story to match ours. Why not have some fun with it and maybe win some money at the same time? Clorox, together with famed Chicago improv troupe The Second City Communications, is hosting the Clorox Ick Awards on Wednesday, April 9 from 6-10 p.m. ET. The #ickies promise to be the messiest virtual awards show ever, featuring real-time comedy inspired by your real-life moments.
There are two ways to participate. You can nominate a story in advance using the #ickies hashtag. (We’ll be nominating this one for sure!) You can also tweet during the event and the troupe will turn them into live #ickies video skits throughout the awards show. You can help pick the winners by voting for your favourites and win big as they give out $2,500 in prizes.
In the interim, pop on over to Clorox website and sign up for Clorox’s email newsletter to learn more about how Clorox can help you laugh through the mess. Goodness knows, they certainly helped me!
We hope to see you there! We love any awards shows that we can attend in our pyjamas. Let us know in the comments what you plan to wear or what moment you want to nominate. We’ll make sure to say hello on the red carpet!
This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Clorox.
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Ha! All my icky @Clorox stories involve laboratory spills!