I love having a clean house and my daughter loves to think she is helping me. While I'm folding laundry, she's putting underwear over her head and walking blindly into walls. While I'm loading the dishwasher she will swipe a spoon from the utensil basket and wave it around like she's Harry Potter in the midst of a wizards duel. And then when I think I finally have everything in the proper place, I see that there is a tennis racket I didn't know I had on the kitchen floor, and an old VHS in my sock drawer. I truly love my happy little mess-maker!
Marci
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