Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Different Language

At times, I think my boys and I speak and understand two different languages.
For example, at 5:15 tonight I encouraged them to go and wash their hands and feet. They had been playing outside and were dirty.

Apparently, they must of understood something different because 15 minutes later I found them like this:

They are still there, in the tub, fully clothed. Water covers the floor. I would care but the babysitter is showing up in 10 minutes and I get to leave.
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1 comment:

Lisa Rampton Halverson said...

Very funny! Rachel has tumbled into the bath a few times clothed (and diapered, which is a mess). Glad the sitter had to do the clean-up! :)