I should probably clean a little more when in one week I hear both these things..
While my husband was mopping the floor (yes, he did) my children stuck their heads in the house and my girl asked,”What’s that smell Daddy?” That would be PineSol. That she didn’t recognise, because, really, how often has she actually smelled it in her three and a half years?
And last night, I did the dishes after dinner, as opposed to before, novel concept, eh? And instead of leaving some pans “to soak” (my code for “I don’t handwash dishes anymore. ever.”) I washed every. single. dish. And wiped out the sink. Another novel idea. And my Middlest, who’s accustomed to the sink always looking like this:
said,”Wow, Mama, there’s nothing in the sink!”
And to think, I didn’t take a picture of the clean version. Should have. Won’t happen again for a very long time.
