You know how I said that when I go writing I leave the big kids at home and it’s like I have live-in maids? Well, the cleaning doesn’t happen in the most professional of ways. I know this because the children thoughtfully document their shenanigans with my camera.
Take, for instance, the day I told my older son to scrub all the screens in the house.
Not the most productive of screen-washing methods, you can see.
Full disclosure: After being twice-washed (so says the boy), the screens were still dirty and had to be redone later, but this time under the supervision of a scowling papa, no playing around allowed.
This same time, years previous: mousy mayhem, roasted carrot and red lentil soup, creamed asparagus on toast.
2 Comments
Margo
those are great photos!!! And this post makes me feel better about my kids (currently hovering nearby the kitchen because some kid tends to play with the faucet spray instead of wash dishes – – sighhhh)
Becky
HA! I love that they leave you this documentation.