Saturday is a special day...
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 bedroom, and folded & put away her laundry. It's not so easy to clean with kids and often times you end up doing more work - but in the long run I know I am doing them a service. They will appreciate the time & cleaning habits they learned early on in life, as I appreciate what my mom taught me & how it helps me to keep a clean house.
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By the way, can your cleaning crew come to my house next Sat? Ty is useless as a slave unless it involves eating leftovers. :)