For me?

A little while ago, I was summoned to the family room by Jacob.

"Look, Mommy, come see! We got a 'prise for you!"

When I entered the room, I found two grinning little boys standing proudly beside their creation.


This is for me? Wow. You shouldn't have. No, really, you shouldn't have.

But what I said out loud was, "Wow. That's a big mess."

Jacob: "We made it all by ourselves. Isn't it bootiful?"





It's just lovely, isn't it? I know everyone is jealous of my gift. I especially love the chair sitting atop the pile.

They're supposed to be cleaning it now. Jacob has asked me twice to help.

Me: "You made it by yourself, so I'm sure you can clean it up by yourself. Just put all of the toys back into the basket."

Jacob: (big, dramatic sigh) "But this is takin' forever! I am sweatin'!"

Me: "Why are you sweating?"

Jacob: "Because I cleanin' up so hard!"


Maybe he'll remember this next time and just draw a picture for me instead.

I doubt it.