Yesterday started off in the usual way, school run, shops for me and my Mam, back to Mam's for a coffee or two and then up the big hill back home. Tuesday is my 'big clean' day, when the bleach comes out to play, the usual daily jobs are done in a flash and the big guns come out, windows are washed, toilets and bathrooms cleaned until you can see your reflection in them. The worst jobs of the week are sorting the monsters lairs....
It's a weekly battle getting through to a 6 and 8 year old, trying to teach them that tidiness is next to Godliness. That by putting that one toy back before getting the next one out will mean that they might atcually be able to see the thing the vacum cleaner craves so badly, yes, that thing under all that mess is a carpet!!
So imagine my suprise to walk into two neat and tidy bedrooms, I almost froze in shock. Questioned myself a couple of times, checked it was actually Tuesday and I hadn't done it the day before without realising...
Nope, my monsters had turned angels for the day, all very suspicious. So all that was left to do was vacum, dust, polish and strip beds of washing.
I even had time for a coffee and to prepare the tea before the school run.
Well one good turn deserves another and as I had nothing in great need of doing when I got hom we took the long way home from school, much to their dismay, until they realised where we were heading. I told them, Thank you, for listening to me, for keeping your bedrooms tidy and for being angels and not monsters for the day....
I think they were pleased....
