I said to Dave yesterday, while cleaning the kids’ bathroom, “Remember those days when the kids were basically babies, and their bathroom stayed clean at all times?” I had no idea, when they were young, what was going to happen in their bathroom as they got older. Sometimes it’s a straight-up biohazard in there, and while I’m on the topic: at least 90% of the cleaning done around this entire house is focused on hair. The dog and Gabby are the main culprits; however now that he’s working on his flow game, Cam is beginning to contribute at a significant level. And let’s be honest: it’s not like my head is part of the solution.
Guess what I’m doing this morning?