The Concept of Clean

If you're on my Facebook or Twitter page you probably saw that Natalie was taken to the ER because of a gash to her head. She's okay and I'll be sharing that story on Wednesday!

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“I cleaned my room!” Natalie said proudly. She took hold of my hand and pulled me down the hall. Then she pointed.

Um?

“Darling,” I said slowly. “I’m not sure you completely understand the concept of what clean is.”

Maybe we had been watching too many episodes of Hoarders.

Later on I told Natalie that she needed to clean her room. As in, REALLY clean the room.

“Okay,” Natalie agreed.

Five minutes later she came back down. “All done!”

I knew her room would take longer than five minutes. In fact, I was hoping it would take longer than five minutes so I could read some of my book in peace. I was a tad disappointed that she was back so soon.

I checked her room and saw this:

Natalie’s roommate in college is going to LOVE her…