San Diego

I'm back from lovely San Diego. Weather wasn't the norm. We had 50 degree weather and rain. :) However, it was a beautiful city.

I have this thing that if I'm leaving, I like my house cleaned. Now, if my family is staying behind, its kinda redundant, but I do it anyway. I knew coming back that my dh would pick up the house so I wouldn't see just how bad it had gotten, as he always does. :) But it was my soon to be 7 year old daughter that got me.

She went in and picked up the game room. Since that's where all the kids toys are, I can't imagine just how bad it had gotten. The room looked great, and I, of course, praised her work and for doing it without being asked.

Well, later that night when she and her younger brother were in there watching TV, he scattered his blocks. The next thing we hear is her yelling that "I just cleaned this room!!!"

My dh and I laughed until our sides ached. He finally calmed down enough to go in and tell her it was ok, and that the room could be picked up again but she was beside herself by this time. She came running into the living room nearly in tears at what her brother had done.

That's when I looked her in the eye and said, "Welcome to my world, darlin'." :)