Oh how I love thee, let me count the ways:
- I love that you never complain about the dried bits of playdoh crumbled under the kitchen table.
- I love that you dispose of all of my wayward hairs from the floor. You keep me from realizing that the kids have made me pull out all of my hair.
- I love that you iron all of my husband’s shirts but never empty the water out of the iron. That way he is both happy and annoyed at the same time. I couldn’t have done it better myself!
- I love that you wipe the snot off of the couch cushions without complaint…to me at least.
- I love that you don’t run screaming at the sight of my kitchen. You understand that you are the magical elf in my house.
- I love that you come in the morning so that I can have a few hours of cleanliness before Mr. Dirtyshoes and the Messypants Sisters come home.
- And finally, I love that you let me overpay you each week so that I can avoid any guilt over the state of the house.
MANDATORY MAKE-UP MOMENT
WHY MY KIDS ARE GLAD I’M HOME
MOMMA NEEDS A NEW PAIR OF SHOES