Evidently we are filthy, filthy people.
Nasty dirty. Filthy.
Because otherwise, I have no idea why S has spent all morning pulling baby wipes out of the container and wiping down the furniture.
And now she is on to the floors.
The adorable thing is that she has hummed the entire time she cleaned...
...and it would have been adorable if the story stopped at that point. But it didn't. Of course.
Almost immediately after I finished typing that, Sterling went over, grabbed her snack bowl, and dumped it upside down on the table she had just spent 10 minutes cleaning.
Not certain if that is a commentary on the inevitability of entropy and it's impact our lives, or if she just wanted somewhere clean to dump her snack...
Yay for Monday!