I just had a hilarious conversation with my kids. I've about reached my max on all of the tv viewing and wii playing this summer, so I decided they should help me with a little cleaning this afternoon.
Katie gleefully accepted each task while Noah thought he was going to die. As I gave him his last job, he fell apart on me.
N: "You have NO idea what it's like being told what to do all the time."
Me: "Yes, I really do, and I do these jobs EVERY week."
N: "But YOU'RE not a BOY!"
Me: "Oh, so you think that it's fun for me since I'm a girl?"
Katie pipes in from the back bedroom: "It is!!!"
Thanks, K. Way to help me make a point!
