WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY SWEET PROFESSOR?

I FEEL THE NEED TO PREFACE THIS POST WITH A FEW STATEMENTS OF FACT: My house may not always be picked up as there are always children (and maybe a husband) pulling out faster than I can pick up. HOWEVER, my house is clean. Not only do I have three very sweet spanish-speaking friends who help with the major cleaning every two weeks, but I do a once-over on bathrooms daily and have to sweep and Swiffer often because I hate a gritty floor.

Carry on...

The other night one of the boys tee-teed in the potty before bedtime and forgot to flush. That made for an unpleasant smell in the bathroom the next morning. So while I had them all in the bathroom brushing teeth and wetting their rat's nests I explained to them the importance of flushing when they use the toilet. I do believe my exact words were, "A toilet full of tee-tee means flush."

Without a moment's hesitation Grant looks at me and says, "A bathroom that smells bad means clean it."

And that comment was ever so directed at me.

So again, I direct you back to the title of this post. :)

Post recapping our weekend coming up.