The Choreboard

"I think having us do chores is child abuse."

"I think it builds character."


My girls would snicker when they heard about their Oleander cousins having to do chores. Pick up their toys? Nope, not them! Brush their hair? Abby wouldn't have won the "Messiest Hair" award at camp if she did that! Take a bath? Nahhhhh.

But the threat was always there. Lolita had been offering to get me a choreboard ever since Abby came to live with us last year. There was just never a good time. When she came to us, there was adjusting to be done. Then the holidays came. Then winter camp. Then the Bahamas. When we got home from vacation, it was barely 2 weeks before we found Birdy. Then her adoption. Then summer camp. There is a lot of stuff that happens when you have a family!

Now that camp is over, we have no plan on getting any new kids any time soon, and we can settle down... Well, guess what my sis sent me to get?

DUN DUN DUNNNNN.... THE CHOREBOARD!




So now they have to pick up their toys, make their beds, brush their hair and teeth, and take a bath every week. I don't think asking them to take a bath once a week is too much, do you? *laughs*

I can't wait to see how they try to get out of this. Because, c'mon. They're my girls. Of course they're gonna try!!