We did the bedrooms on Friday. The best 'before and after' pictures would have been the boy's room but they declined to be photographed or interviewed for the project.
Now we are working on the main floor. At this point, it requires John Micheal Talbot praise music to keep going. I may have gone too far when I vacuumed the garage, but so much dirt kept getting tracked in. I don't even have to tell them anymore, the kids just resignedly take their food to the front porch to eat. There will be no crumbs here till Easter morning. We are gonna be clean, yessirree Bob.
Bridget -- you are so funny! I love the "eat on the porch or die" mentality! Are we sisters?
Posted by: Mary G. | April 03, 2007 at 02:18 PM
ROTFL. Is it still cold there? Are they eating like the orphans in Oliver? All frozen and begging for more?
I love vacuuming the garage. You are cracking me up. I (gently) vacummed Sean today as he ate a cracker. He loved it.
Posted by: Mary Ellen Barrett | April 03, 2007 at 07:25 PM