Did room inspections this weekend. Now, they weren't intentional room inspections but were brought about after I was able to get Prodigal's door open and navigate his room somehow. Good thing I navigate by landmarks...his dresser was the only thing visible.
So that was his answer to my, "Clean up this room NOW!" demand. Went total Chief on him. "This room is not up to my standards! Get it right!" As I pulled all the clothes out of his closet and piled them on his bed. So, he cleaned the room up, but upon my return for reinspection, all of his shoes were piled on the floor at the foot of his bed.
My sons are the light of my life, you all know that by now. They are. But sometimes??
I *know* someone out there can relate to that.
And, because of all the wonderful things you do for me and the countless hours we spend talking when sleep escapes me.
Oh, ok...ONE more for you...
So, that's all for me today. Did I mention that I've started bellydancing? I have! It's a blast, by the way. My class is tonight.
THIS right here!!!