The other evening my husband came rushing up the stairs and asked for my phone. “How do I take pictures with this thing?” After a 2-second tutorial, he hustled down to the basement.
That’s usually not a good thing for us.
I chose to remain temporarily oblivious to whatever disaster was looming below, and post-supper clean-up resumed until he came back up, smiling, with these.
Busted. These kids. Rather big for his britches, Mr. 5 has been all about helping out lately. “How about I get the duster, Mom. Can I do the dishes, Mom?” (Some of that effort is his way of ditching quiet time, but whatever, right?!) He took it upon himself and recruited his sister to help him switch the laundry from washer to dryer. Apparently, laundry can be great fun. Who knew?!
And can I just say it’s welcome relief and we’d sure appreciate the formula for BOTTLING THIS SERVANT DESIRE so we can spray it on the older kids? Or dunk their heads in it? They could use a dose or 10. 😉
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