Or laundry! I did 3 loads before my BF at the time told me I wasn't using detergent but fabric softner. No wonder there were dirt marks still on my clothes. 
These are too funny. I see most messes start with children. That sounds about right.
My worst was a ds vomit. I know, I know...most of us have been there. He managed to barf on everything in his room. Imagine, if you will, a Wendy's kids meal...mandarin oranges instead of fries (a lot of great, undigestable fiber) and a chocolate frosty (milk product-enough said). You know how nothing gets you out of bed faster than hearing, "I threw up," right? My first question was, "Where?" He told me, "A little in my room. Mostly in the toilet." No. NOOOOO! Try the other way around. Mostly in the room. All over the room! The comforter and sheets, the nightstand, the cherished teddy bear (wearing a custom cowboy outfit), Legos on the floor, and his sketchbook. I honestly contemplated throwing out the bedding. It was a nightmare. I just stood there, in disbelief. I wanted to chop off that section of the house and burn it down.
Especially since the cats where crossing their legs. Needless to say, DH had to help clean that up.
My brain has not processed what I am seeing yet and I proceed to DS's room. I open the door and there were 2 little boys covered head to toe in little white balls, they had dumped out every Leggo, K'nex and any other thing that was plastic was now all over the floor and completely covered with little white balls.
That's so sad.
I have been laughing so hard I've been crying and my abs hurt. As to my own stories, I personally haven't had to clean up any horrible messes but my mother on the other hand has had to clean up some doozies. That is to funny. My sides hurt from laughing.DS and a friend - about 6 & 7 years old. I am in the den on the puter, I hear DS say to his Dad "its okay Dad, we will clean it up"..........I continue with what I am doing for a few minutes.............then it occurs to me what I just heard
Oh dear, what have they done? I know DH would never even think to look, he is kind of a dork that way
I head upstairs, and I begin to see little white balls, the black cat walks by, he is covered with little white balls.
They had been jumping on the bean bag chair when it broke, this was too cool for 2 little boys so they kept jumping! The styrofoam is very static-ie and was sticking to everything, absolutely everything. We scooped up all the toys and ended up placing them in the bathtub, then filling with water and letting the little beads of foam float to the top where we had to skim them off. We had to use a spray bottle to spritz the foam in his room just so we could vacuum it up.
Meanwhile, this stuff spread thru our house like wildfire.
For days and weeks, we would come home from work and the cats and the tv screens would be covered.
Bean Bags have been banned ever since.
Most recently? Like on Monday? Well, I teach 2 year olds. One newly potty-trained little girl insisted on wearing underpants to school. About an hour into the morning, I smelled something.It took me a good 15 minutes to get her cleaned up and changed, and then clean up the bathroom. In the meantime, all hell broke loose in our classroom, so clean-up time was extra busy that morning!
Dh's friend is a PE teacher. Once, he picked up what he thought wasa clump of mud on the gym floor...yeah...no. A kindergartener had pooped in his pants!Trying not to laugh, but as a preschool teacher this hits way too close to home.
One time I had a student who pooped in his underwear and little poop balls apparently fell out all over the classroom without us knowing. It wasn't until the smell was overwhelming that we noticed poop everywhere...the kids had stepped in it and tracked it over the room. Luckily it was nice and "hard" for lack of a better word, so the cleanup was not too difficult. But it definitely threw our room into chaos for a while too!
