I just got one over on my son. It's about time to!
We've been having this tug of war over his not putting away his clean clothes or bothering to even hang up his shirts. I say he's messy. He says I'm crazy.
Yesterday I went into his room put his t shirts in the drawer. Hung up his slacks. You would think it would have been no big deal. Oh no not with him. His world was going to crumble. He's been complaining all day about how he now can't find a thing. Because I get bored and go on a cleaning frenzy.
Laundry day today. Well it's usually everyday around here. When I folded his stuff. I casually went to his room. Knocked on the door. Went in. Waited until he turned around and looked at me. As soon as I got his attention I took that stack of clothes and dumped it all right on the floor. Said one word PEACE!
You guys should have seen the look on his face. Shocked!
I'm sitting here now laughing. Look what I'm not going to be cleaning up