What Makes My Kids Cry Today

By Lizzie @ What Makes My Kid Cry Today

Real Life. Real Laughs. Real Jesus.

Myth: If I clean the house, it will stay clean.

Spoiler alert:

That’s a lie.

A full-blown, fairy tale, HGTV-inspired myth.

Unless my kids suddenly move out or become Amish and start sweeping after themselves, this house is going to stay clean for approximately 17 seconds.

💥 Myth Status: BUSTED

Let’s break it down:

I mop the floor.

Someone immediately spills apple juice.

I vacuum.

Goldfish crackers mysteriously explode on the carpet.

I pick up 47 Hot Wheels.

And in under three minutes, they’ve built a race track down the stairs with masking tape, yarn, and a banana peel.

🧪 Scientific Observation:

A clean house with kids is not a lasting achievement.

It is a rare, short-lived phenomenon—like a solar eclipse or a solo trip to the bathroom.

📝 Field Notes from a Tired Mom:

Cleaning with children in the house is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos. The moment I light a candle and pretend to be at peace, someone pees their pants. If I deep-clean the bathroom, it becomes a mud-wrestling arena within the hour. And why—WHY—do they find crumbs in places they’ve never eaten?

🙃 Real Talk + Faith Tie-In:

I used to think a clean house meant I was doing okay.

That it proved I was “on top of things.” That it made me a good mom.

But the truth is?

God doesn’t care about my baseboards.

He’s not walking into my house to check for crumbs.

He’s looking for love.

For grace.

For the way I speak gently even when I’m stepping on a Lego.

Clean is nice.

But a peace-filled home, a present mama, and a whole lot of grace?

That’s what matters most.

✨ Scripture for the Sticky Floors:

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth… but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven.”

— Matthew 6:19–20

🧽 Final Verdict:

Myth: If I clean the house, it will stay clean.

Status: BUSTED.

(Also probably sticky.)

💬 Let’s Swap Stories!

What’s the most ridiculous thing your kid has done to destroy your clean house this week?

Drop it in the comments so I know I’m not alone in the mess.

And if you’re reading this while holding a Clorox wipe in one hand and a toddler in the other—

Take heart.

You’re not failing.

You’re just parenting.