Here is a typical Saturday morning conversation in my house.
Mind you, I go through this every weekend.
The Ghouls act like it's all new to them.
Punks.
Mind you, I go through this every weekend.
The Ghouls act like it's all new to them.
Punks.
As soon as S got up, I told what she had to do around the house.
She hates that.
She hates that.
"Leave me alone. I just woke up!"
Never mind that she "just woke up" at 10:30. Which she feels is early.
Meanwhile, I "slept in" until 6.
"Please pick up Connect Four & the towel so R can vacuum."
"Why don't you ever pick up anything??"
"Did I get out Connect Four & play it? Did I use the towel to wrap up the kittens while I clipped their nails?"
Silence.
Crickets.
Nothing.
Nada.
Zip.
The crap was promptly removed from the living room.
I love it when they see it my way....
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