A few months ago when I was very pregnant, Emma told me that a neighbor girl said that she never comes over to our house because it is always so messy. Now, that is not true. She never came over because she just was not invited over. The girls usually played with some other girls down the street because they were sisters the same ages as my girls. So it was just easy. Everyone got someone to play with and these girls are very well behaved and kind. In the stress of pregnancy, I took the easy road.
But here's the thing. I cannot forget that that girl accused us of having a messy house. She is an only child living with her parents and grandparents, and so of course her house looks nice because she is outnumbered 4-1. It's the opposite over here. I am outnumbered 4-1.
But wouldn't you know it, everytime that girl has come over this summer, my house HAS been a mess. She comes in the no-man-land time of 3:00 -- long enough for most of my kids to have been home and not late enough to start cleaning before Garry comes home.
But when the house is clean, I almost feel like calling that girl and telling her to come over RIGHT NOW. Lookm it's clean! How do you like me now?!?! But come quick. Because you know it will not last for long ;)