They Don't Deserve It, But What The Hey
When you think about it, there is no class of people who deserve LESS to have the house cleaned up spotlessly before their arrival than one's own children, who devoted every minute of their childhoods to keeping the place in a shambles. NOW they have their own places, NOW they're neat, NOW they get it, but THEN, uh uh, no way Jose.
Who was the sloppiest? Punky? Criminy. BZ? Pfffff. Bod' o' em.
And Plotnik highly doubts that the lady exulting on her bicycle here was any better. Grandma Joy, wadda you say?
Still, The Great Plotnik enjoys vacuuming and dusting because all his kiddies are coming home this afternoon for a few days. Isabella's table is ready to be set up, there is a cache of diapers, a high chair and soon there will be a gate to keep her crashing down the stairs. Duck has even washed off the old Legos. They can mess the place up as much as they like.
2 Comments:
Sounds lovely - especially since I'm having such a great time right now with my family--the petty jealousies, sniping, the affectionate jibing--I'm loving it all.
"there will be a gate to keep her crashing down the stairs" - Hopefully you inadvertently left out a preposition in this, otherwise you have the grandparenting thing all wrong.
This sounds like a fine weekend. No Mischief reunion?
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