Have you ever had the feeling, in the evening, that you just wish someone – anyone – would come over and put your kids to bed and pick up your house?
If you come over and put my kids to bed and pick up my house, I will tell you what it feels like.
Expert on the etiquette of perilous times.
if i lived close…you know i’d be there in a heartbeat 🙂
the sad thing is that only “mom” can do it
You know I would, too.
Sorry.
Not sure I could be of much assistance. My house looks like the house of the old Cat Lady – after she’s been dead for two and a half weeks.
Thank you one and all.
Paul and I double timed the kids and he, David and I triple timed the kitchen. Torey, lucky , was out.
Torey was a lucky “girl”
Excellent clarification, Alison.
ouch.
i feel your pain sister.
I was planning on offering, but I think you’d have to clean up after me.