Monday, January 16, 2012

Guilt of a Monday


Walking into the boys bedroom, I notice that their clothes are still all over the floor.  I call them to take care of them.  In a few minutes, I come back and sure enough, Caleb has piled his into the laundry basket.

"Caleb, your clothes are not all dirty.  I don't even think your sweater is dirty.  You need to pick them up, fold them nicely, and put them away."

Caleb: "So Mom, I'm pretty sure that sweater is dirty.  I don't know exactly where, but I was wiping my tears all over it today."

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