We could have left the kids’ room alone -because it is, after all, spook alley season. We sat together Monday night and went over our week. We penciled in meetings, volunteering at the school, piano lessons, scouts… and then we penciled in, “clean kids’ room” on Friday. We stuck to our guns, I’m proud to say.
As I picked them up from school, I asked them “What would you like as a reward for cleaning your room today? It’s going to be a big job, so is there a special treat you’d like? A movie you want to rent?”
They were all in agreement, “TACO BELL!”
My kids are so weird and so easy to please.
The room cleaning was a true job. At one point, Trenton wasn’t visible under his bed, but stuff was flying out in every direction.
“Found my scout book!” (lost after only having it one little week, I might add)
Leggos, papers, cars, kitchen toys blocks, you-name-its… everything was flying out from under those bunk beds. He came out sweaty and grinning, “I needa drink.”
Alice lost motivation really fast, but could quickly be persuaded to clean with one question, “Do you want Taco Bell?”
And Lacy was hard at work -putting equal amounts of effort in cleaning and arguing with her folks about WHY it is important to keep everything.
Danny and I kept a large trash bag in motion between the two of us, and I will say that WE CONQUERED.
It took 3 hours.
And the living room which was clean before the room cleaning began is no longer clean.
Thus it ever was.
Also, Alice has had that outfit (pants with holes in their knees and a swimming suit top size 24 months) on for 4 days. Prior to that, she changed her clothes 4 times a day. Danny -the person who does most of the laundry in our house -got frustrated with this and said, “Alice. Stop changing your clothes.”
Last night, Danny had had enough. We were going out to A NICE PLACE for dinner and needed to dress appropriately. He pulled out a fresh, clean pair of leggings (Alice calls them “easy pants”) and a new yellow shirt.
“Alice, let’s change for Taco Bell.”
“I DON’T WANT TO!”
“But these clothes are so nice and clean…”
“These clothes are so good!”
“Alice, come here. We’re changing you out of those clothes.”
“BUT YOU TOLD ME TO NOT CHANGE ANYMORE!”
At this point, I mouthed, “I’m on her side” and Danny threw the leggings at yellow shirt at me. Currently, Alice is wearing the same outfit. You asked her not to change, you’ll get it.
We found this doll while cleaning. That’s toothpaste on her head and a spike coming out of her head. I wasn’t kidding about the spook alley stuff, friends. And yes, that doll is now gone. Mommy drove her to the farm. She’ll be happy there with all the other… dolls.
You know that old anecdote about kids climbing the curtains? I think it probably came about because one of Trent’s ancestors did it so much it became a thing.
After The Bell, Danny stopped off at the grocery store and bought ice cream bars. He had to take Alice in with him because from where she sat in the car, she could see the taxi. Incidentally, Mom did eat ice cream bars for dinner.