On Tuesdays and Thursdays, the children get to watch movies. They watch one (or 2-3 half hour shorts) in the morning and one (repeat before) in the afternoon after nap and snack time. During this time, I usually quilt because they tend to ignore me when I'm in there. I was in the back room ironing and then came out to make their lunch. I glanced in the living room. I had only looked in on them about ten minutes prior. When I looked in there, I saw a bottle of Ken's Steakhouse salad dressing, a bottle of Gulden's spicy brown mustard, and a bottle of squeezable Parkay margarine that my mother in law had left last time she had visited us (we never use the stuff). The dressing and mustard were closed, but where I saw the margarine was in Kat's hot little hand, top flipped open, pouring it on Matthew's head.
Of course, I immediately went in there, only to find that she had squeezed a majority of the butter onto one of the chairs that goes with their table, gotten some on the floor, and poured the rest on herself and on Matthew. Needless to say, I was livid. I gave her a spanking (she has been warned on multiple occasions not to go into the refrigerator), made her stand in the corner and washed up as quickly and as well as I could (I just put the chair outside for the moment until I could hose it off), then went to make the children's lunch. I made Kat stay in the corner until lunch was ready while Matthew got to continue to watch the movie. Oh yes, she couldn't see the movie while in the corner where I had her stand. Then, I had the children eat lunch and I cleaned up more thoroughly while they did so.
After lunch, I gave them a bath, something I usually do after their nap and snack time (before movie time). Matthew hair still looked rather greasy once it was dry, despite my scrubbing. I guess it got a good conditioning if nothing else.
We must really get a latch for the fridge...