When we were getting Zach back from my parents over the weekend, I was recounting my week and mentioned the fact that it was weird not having someone messing up the house right behind me as I clean.
So when we got home, Zach kept asking me, "Aren't you glad I am here to mess up the house so that you have something to do?"
Yes, Zach. I am.
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Ha! I guess that is just what kids do...and we love them anyway! :)
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