Monday, May 12, 2003
I sent Zach in to do a clean up yesterday of what's supposed to be his bedroom and the kid's toy room. I was in there this morning to get his socks and noticed that he had at least made a toy-free trail through there so that I didn't do my usual hop-scotch to the chest. About an hour ago, I went in to do a more extensive clean up and I think I am in need of a bulldozer. Instead of going to the closet and toybox with the toys, he shoved everything (including dirty laundry, books, crayons, pencils, and art work) under the bed. For 45 minutes I was on the floor, butt in the air, dragging out one item after another. I'm taking a coffee break now because I think that job is going to take awhile.