Earlier today, my house looked like a tornado hit it. Actually, a tornado DID hit it. Tornado Tripp and Tornado Makinley. I told the kids that the playroom, living room and kitchen needed to be cleaned before daddy got home. Now, keep in mind that the playroom was BY FAR the worst of the three. The living room and kitchen just needed some straightening. On the way home from the grocery store, I reminded the kids what we needed to do when we got home. This is how the conversation went:
Tripp: Mommy, I have a GREAT idea! I'll clean the kitchen, Makinley can clean the living room, and YOU can clean the playroom!
Makinley: Yeah, won't that be AMAZIN'?!?
Um, apparently, I drew the short straw.
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