If you didn’t read the original post, Kids Live Here, this one won’t make much sense.
After I stuck my foam letter reminder up on the window, I attacked some laundry.
Meanwhile, Drue added to the message: Mom. Drue. Brett. Do. I thought it was a lovely tribute to our small but mighty crew.
It was so cute, in fact, I could look past the GIANT PILE of foam letters on the table!
"Grant me patience, Lord... But hurry!"
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I am with you on this one! It does seem like it is never ending. As soon as you tackle one thing there is always more waiting.
I wonder if those dishes over there will do themselves if I wait long enough?
Ah, no. Sadly, they won’t do themselves.