do I just wave the white flag now?

So, you know how sometimes life just gets out of control?  We had one such moment this morning.  I was feeding Adam and the boys were playing in the other room.  Upon finishing up, I realized the things my boys were saying indicated that I may be in for a mess.  Words like "oh, that's gross!" and "let's put some of this in!" were coming from the kitchen.  I could pretty much predict what I was going to find:

 "poison drinks for bad guys." 

The three older boys have taken to creating gross little concoctions (using in this case old bread, water, salt, pepper, cereal, and dish soap) and though I've said NEVER AGAIN twice before, the message obviously isn't getting through to them.  I put the cups on the counter, then heard Austin calling for me from upstairs.  I ignored the messy floor and headed up.

I found Austin covered in Kevin's new hair stuff.  He pointed to show me what he had done: covered the floor and vacuum in the stuff as well.  great.

 I took him downstairs and started a bath.  Noah wanted a bath too, because his hands and feet were covered in salt.  I got them in, then went to Adam who was fussing.  He's had a blow out.  At least I already had a bath ready.  I quickly bathed him and took him out to get him dressed again.  Austin followed, though I had not yet washed him off and was telling him to return to the bath.  Instead he wet on the floor and continued to follow.  Trying to focus on one thing at a time, I decided to just dress Adam, then corral Austin back to the bath. 

A minute later I heard Jack say, "Taylor, come on, we're decorating Austin!"  Oh boy...

I turned the corner to find this: (sorry about lack of clothes.  Like I said, they were supposed to be in the bath)

ha ha ha!  It's going to be one of those days... 

at least I can count on Adam staying where I put him:)

Any ideas about the best way to get that junk out of my carpet??