Saturday is a special day...
I've officially turned into my mom. We all know it will happen to us eventually and bit by bit we watch our sanity slip away and we hear her phrases issue from our mouths. Well, yesterday I broke down. I turned into my mom, "a Saturday slave driver". Saturday mornings at my house growing up were always about doing chores. I remember we had to be home from sleep overs at 9am (the very latest) & then we'd clean like mad until noon or 1pm. When she would release us from bondage. I stepped into those shoes yesterday. It's no fun trying to clean 9 months pregnant & my kids would lay in front of the TV all day if I let them. Normally they are just in charge of keeping their bedrooms clean or helping me pick up around the house or do special projects (like wash walls). This week we indulged in some deep cleaning. James helped clean the main bathroom, vacuumed his bedroom, and put away his laundry. Paige cleaned my bathroom, vacuumed the front room and her b...