Oh, the weeping and the wailing and the promises that ensued were like no other...
Three days later... it looks like this...
I'm not overly sure where I went wrong with these two girls, but they give a whole new meaning to the word "frustrating". If I wasn't a working mom, it would get a major mom overhaul, leaving their room with nothing but a bed and a few changes of clothes. That's how frustrated I am.
But, MEAN, I am not. I am all talk. I will not post this picture on Facebook for all the world to see. Instead I am blogging it for all the world to see.
What do you do to get your kids to clean up their rooms and keep them that way for more than ten minutes?
