Okay that might be overstating because I KNOW these moms have days they are left cockeyed and bald headed. They just don't blog those days. *evil grin*
He was a boy, need I say more? The last time his room looked tidy, it looked like this....
I also share with you that the Little Man has supurb negotiation skills. I would send him to his room to clean his room and he would counter with "how about I clean HALF my room." *roll my eyes*
There! I thought. That will teach him, he doesn't want let go of his piggy bank. His little face fell and he slouched his way through the house toward his bedroom. There was only a bit of a twinge of regret as I watched his bowed little frame.
It was a bit of a stunner when in only a few moments, standing at the kitchen sink I felt a tug at my shirt tail. Looking down into the bright eyes of my progeny, his smile beaming as he held tight in his fist...a $10 bill. "Here Momma, YOU clean my bedroom. I PAY you!"