The last 3 Saturdays we have had 3 ballet classes, 3 ball games, a trip to Dairy Queen, a visit with Grandma, a Mariner's game, a visit with cousins, and lots of time outside in the sunshine.
And chores.
As Emmeline was on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor today (which means lightly dripping a wet rag over the linoleum until it's completely soaked) I heard her mutter, "I hate Saturdays!"
Bummer, dude.
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hee hee. Oh poor Emmeline! I remember those days... and boy did I have it rough ;)
My theory is, when your kids are miserable, you're doing something right.
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