Musings from a servantless, stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
"Boys, after lunch, I want you to clean our your dress-up bins. Let's remove things you don't play with anymore or that don't fit." "OK."
"OK."
After a few minutes I hear, "Oliver, cover my face with the police hat. Uh, all the way."
Then I see this.
Don't you like the toy pistol next to Nutmeg?
musings from a stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
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