Father’s Day

22 Jun

Voices from upstairs:

Dan: What?!!! What’s this mess? Etc., etc…… (their room is DEMOLISHED)

Kids: It wasn’t me… it wasn’t ME….

Dan: Help me pick this up, etc., etc.

Me: Hey babe, go back to relaxing – it’s Father’s Day. Don’t worry, I’ll yell at the kids now.

(And then I got out my pretend spankings and pretend yelled at them. Pretend yelling is great. They laugh, you don’t scar them for life, and it’s strangely cathartic. But seriously… how DO they get so much crap stuck under their bed?)

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