Imagine my frustration when I stepped out of my bedroom, this is the mess I found in the hallway. As I questioned the older children as to who was playing in the closet and left this mess (as this is a favorite hiding place for hide-and-seekers), Josh comes running from the kitchen yelling in his very excited voice "I make my bed real nice, Mommy". Then he takes my hand and leads me to his room, where he has stipped the fitted sheet off his bed and "made" his bed using random pieces of linens from the closet. "Get the camera, Mommy,take my picture." So here he sits, so proudly, on his nicely made bed. What a little sweetie he is.
Imagine my frustration when I stepped out of my bedroom, this is the mess I found in the hallway. As I questioned the older children as to who was playing in the closet and left this mess (as this is a favorite hiding place for hide-and-seekers), Josh comes running from the kitchen yelling in his very excited voice "I make my bed real nice, Mommy". Then he takes my hand and leads me to his room, where he has stipped the fitted sheet off his bed and "made" his bed using random pieces of linens from the closet. "Get the camera, Mommy,take my picture." So here he sits, so proudly, on his nicely made bed. What a little sweetie he is.
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