Me: Emma, clean your room please.
Emma: Buuuttt, iiittt'sss toooooooo hhaaarrrrddddd!
Me: Emma, just go get it done!
She disappears and reappears in .2 seconds
Me: Emma, is your room cleaned?
She nods.
Me: Okay, I am going to go see and if it's not.....
Emma: Buuut, Buuuut, it's too much woooorrrrrrkkkkk!!!
She proceeds to "clean" some more....because of course, she had not touched a thing.
30 minutes later, we go check on her....because ..... really, why haven't I seen her every .2 seconds in the last 30 minutes?
Me: Emma? Emma? Is your room clean?
Me: EMMA! WHERE ARE YOU!!!!
Me: Gasp!!! Is she breathing?!
Me: You know, I wonder if that would work at the office? I can just sleep under my desk when my job gets too hard!!!
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I. Love. This. Woman.
Because, when you learn that napping is a part of "cleaning," you have TRULY become someone I can look up to.
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