There comes a point in every mother's life when you just SURRENDER.
Today is that day....
I surrender my house to two little boys about 7 years-old.
I surrender the floor to all shoes, toys, cups, paper, marbles, and underwear...sticky substances, crumbs, and lots of Cheerios.
I surrender my couch to missing pillows.
I surrender my carpet to every blanket that dwells in my house.
I surrender my kitchen to dirty cups, bowls, spoons, bags, garbage, books, pretzels.
I just surrender.
I throw up the white flag.
5 comments:
Good choice. I hear ya. That was me last week.
PS: When are we getting together for some twin talk? ;)
I so know what you mean!
I can't begin to know what that's like, but surrendering sounds like a great idea to me. I do it all the time.
I surrender all the time. :)
Today I thought about going on strike but then decided that was the easy way out and I need to make everybody more accountable, they better start helping. Wish me luck!
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