A Place for Everything

Their task today is to clean the playroom. I have bought storage containers and drawers, and their job is to sort and organize so they may eventually earn the reward of vacuuming the carpet.

(See how I did that, right there?)

I overheard this dialogue:

“Tuck, we need to choose where to put this.”

“I choose…Tyler’s butt.”

Unruffled by this, Tyler replied, “No, that would make me feel fat.”