If you're on my Facebook or Twitter page you probably saw that Natalie was taken to the ER because of a gash to her head. She's okay and I'll be sharing that story on Wednesday!
“I cleaned my room!” Natalie said proudly. She took hold of my hand and pulled me down the hall. Then she pointed.
“Darling,” I said slowly. “I’m not sure you completely understand the concept of what clean is.”
Maybe we had been watching too many episodes of Hoarders.
Later on I told Natalie that she needed to clean her room. As in, REALLY clean the room.
“Okay,” Natalie agreed.
Five minutes later she came back down. “All done!”
I knew her room would take longer than five minutes. In fact, I was hoping it would take longer than five minutes so I could read some of my book in peace. I was a tad disappointed that she was back so soon.
I checked her room and saw this:
Natalie’s roommate in college is going to LOVE her…