11:30pm- "When is the maid coming?" Hubby asks. I try to joke. When that doesn't work I know I am in for the bad mother/bad housekeeper talk. Hold on to your seats.
Two seconds later, he comes in all serious to demand a chore chart. That's right. He doesn't think that we are being very good parents b/c the house isn't up to par. I told him I disagree, we are awesome parents, just not so up to par housekeepers. Ok, fine. We stink.
So, I made a chore chart. If it were a football pool instead of a chore chart I would be guaranteed a winning slot. MB's all over the chart.