Got me some goooood child labor going today.
Course, we ended up with dust balls in places where there weren't dust balls before, but hey. We were "cleaning."
Course, we ended up with dust balls in places where there weren't dust balls before, but hey. We were "cleaning."
Why all the effort, you ask??
I mean, it isn't every month that we scrub the toilets.
Because company is coming!
(Why else?!?!)
And for the two of the eight thousand readers who haven't heard who, I'll just let that be a little surprise for tomorrow.
A person has to have something to look forward to.
Meanwhile, you can gaze at my glove, and pretend you can hear me saying to the Zig (age 3), "No! Get my head in the picture. My HEAD!!!"
