Misunderstanding

Recently I was having a little conversation with Holden regarding preschool.

I told him that him that while Sissy was at kindergarten that he was going to go to preschool.

Elliott pipes in, “Yes, I’m going to kindergarten. You’re going to preschool. And Mommy’s going SHOPPING!”

Now, I don’t know wherever she got that idea.

With my six hours a week to myself I plan to bleach the grout on our lovely white tile countertops.

Get caught up on all the laundry, fold and put away.

Vacuum around the baseboards throughout the whole house.

Iron Jay’s underwear and t-shirts.

Organize the spice drawer in alphabetical order.

Organize and sweep the garage.

Dust the tops of the cabinets.

Clean out the refrigerator top to bottom.

…and organize the condiments in the door alphabetically, of course!

And maybe a quick stop here:

or here:

to help me get through ALL these grueling chores.

I really am looking forward to having these 6 hours a week to clean, scrub, organize, launderize and vacuumize our home.

….really, I am!