Tuesday, December 23, 2008
So I'm thinking up chores for the kids. That's what happens when you don't behave at Pa's house.
My Dad uses a walker so he can't really catch them. We have to rely on respect and fear.
They need to respect their Pa, and they need to FEAR what will happen if they don't. We aren't the beating types so we find chores... lots of chores....
Vacuuming the stairs is always a good chore. I hate doing it and so do they... it's a win-win. Folding laundry is nice, especially towels and socks. They can't really mess those up.
Currently, they are changing the sheets on their beds and vacuuming upstairs. After they struggle trying to get that fitted sheet on and I've had my tea, I might help them out.
The bathrooms could use a wipe down too... or maybe the front walk needs a sweep... darn it, I already did the dishes...
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think they will appreciate the work Mom does every day, but the rest of my brain knows better.