Anyone who knows me knows how averse I am to 1) spending money on things that aren't necessities, 2) patronizing fast food chain drive-through places (especially ones that spell it "thru"), and 3) feeding my kids sugar of any kind.
(For birthdays, I make them pies sweetened with concentrated fruit juice, savvy?)
Well, I was feeling pretty exhausted after lunch today, and more than a little depressed at the state of the kitchen. (How the hell it got that way is completely beyond me.)
So I went to take a nap. It was a long, delicious nap.
When I woke up, I went to get a glass of water and found that Isaac had
cleaned the kitchen. Not just, like, put the dishes in the sink and wiped the crumbs off the table onto the floor. He
cleaned. the. kitchen. Everything but the mopping.
I drove to the Starbucks Drive-Thru on the corner and bought that boy a Frappuccino. Swear.
Why do people
complain about their kids growing older?!?!
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Isaac, can we hire you to come and live with us so that you can make a good impression on Graham?