How did your hair go up today? Partner asks nervously on return from his shower. Looking for a prediction on how today will go. I point to the mirror…
I had decided that the girls need specific chores. I hatched the plan whilst sitting on the loo (of course) in Costa, as I admired the efficiency of their loo cleaning chart. I printed off four copies of the January google calendar and assigned one to each daughter. They are blue tacked to the wall. Each week they must complete their chore and sign it. In order for it to count it must be countersigned by a supervisor – partner or myself. After one or two teething problems (they all forgot to do their chores in week one), the system is now up and running. However, like any system, it is open to abuse when workers start getting more confident with usage. Daughter 3’s chore is the dusting. As I peered into my mirror to do my hair this morning, I found myself staring at, what looked like a cock and balls, squirted in Mr Sheen. Daughters 1, 2 and 4 came in: oh, you’ve got one too mum, they said. I marched downstairs in full supervisor mode, demanding an explanation. I don’t get what you don’t like, says daughter 3, the eyes or the tongue poking out…or the fact I haven’t rubbed it, she adds with a grin.
Haha you must be made of stern stuff living with four feisty girls! I hope you docked her pay for that 😉 Thanks for linking to #chucklemums!
The black belt comes in handy…except they are all black belts too, haha! Never a dull moment with them. Thanks for having me 🙂
Priceless!! What more can I say
Ha, it was! x