Wednesday, February 11, 2009

When I am on the phone, Miles will wreck his room.
He will empty every dresser drawer onto the floor.
Yesterday, after another messy room incident, I said in a loud voice, "I am not your cleaning person."
In an almost whisper my son asked, "Who is?"
As in, get me a name or number, quick! This is information I could have used yesterday.

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