Wednesday, August 22, 2012

it's a hard knock life

Apparently, there is no end to the joy I find in slave-working my children. 

Yesterday, as I was enlisting the girls help in finding some sort of order around this joint, Emmy complained (LOUDLY, I might add).  "I thought summer was for spending time with our family, and all you make us do is WORK ALL DAY!" 

Of course, I spent about a second feeling sorry for her, after which I kept on slave workin' the whole lot of them.  Terrible things like room cleaning and sorting laundry. 

And then this morning, as she was wearing her little fingers to the bone loading the silverware in the dishwasher, she pronounced, "I'm going to go CRAZY because all we ever do is WORK!!!" 

She's right.  These little girls are so useful to have around. . .I'm so glad I've got 'em so I can lounge around and watch soap operas all day. 

In other news, we're taking the lambs to their new home at the county fair in about thirty minutes.  Wish me (ahem, I mean the girls) loads of luck. 

1 comment:

Alison said...

Glad to hear I am not the only one that has torchered my children all summer long. That is supposedly all we have done all summer...according to the kids. Such a hard life.