Thursday, June 07, 2012

can't blame her for trying

It's everybody's favourite time of the night. Tidy up time. The girls had made a bit of a mess in the toy room, which doubles as our spare room and Granny was coming to spend the night.

Me: Okay girls come on downstairs and clean up this mess you made.
Abby: What?
Me: Come and clean up the toyroom so Granny has somewhere to sleep tonight.

General whining and complaining drifts down the stairs.

Me: I don't want to hear any complaining.
Maya: I can't help tidy up because I can't even feel my own throat.

You've got to give her bonus points for creativity.

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