The other day I asked Bailey to go upstairs and pick up the playroom. She said she was just too tired to climb the stairs. I made her do it anyway. Five minutes later Skylar came downstairs and said, "Did you know Bailey is asleep on the stairs?"
Poor kid wasn't kidding. She really was too tired to climb the stairs. Or else she just REALLY didn't want to clean the playroom.
Last week I went to use the bathroom downstairs and saw this:
Rather than actually replace the toilet paper, Reagan just set it on top of the counter. And in case you weren't sure what that roll was, she labeled it:
My kids crack me up!
