This afternoon D1 decided to reorganize the tote in which I dump hers and D2's clothes, folding and sorting with geometric precision and persuading D2 that there really was no better way to spend the afternoon. Watching this, I said, "D1, I think when you are ten I am going to hire you to run the house for me."
"How about when I am seven?" she asked.
"Well, you have to be old enough to use the stove by yourself."
"Maybe when I am nine?"
2 comments:
Fire your realtor and have D1 negotiate with the buyer. She'll do a better job I'm sure and will only charge you 1.5%.
Just shows you are raising her right!
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