The other day the girls were busy playing downstairs as I set off on a cleaning frenzy upstairs. I came down to get the sweeper and mentioned in passing what a mess our basement was. I went back to work upstairs and didn't think anything of it.
About 20+ so minutes later, Ava came bounding upstairs telling me they had a surprise for me and I had to close my eyes and come downstairs to see. As I came down the stairs, they were waiting for me like this and gleefully singing, "Happy Birthday!"
The surprise?A spotless basement. Mommy was more than thrilled it didn't matter it wasn't my birthday!
Now if only I could figure out a way to keep this game fun . . .
1 comments:
her love language must be 'acts of service! What a little angel! How angelic of Kate & Olivia to join her!
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