Tonight, Trace decided that Julia and Jenna should clean up the kitchen after dinner. I wasn't sure this would work, but when I tried to help I was yelled at and told to leave. Hey, no arguments from me! Imagine my surprise when I went into the kitchen after they were done.
The kitchen counter. What? We're supposed to wipe that off? We might want to eat those mini marshmallows later.
What? These dishes? I can't believe you noticed them, Mom.
I'm now hiring my children out as indentured servants. Only serious applicants need apply