They found out I meant it when they made plans and I nixed them. I pointed to the kitchen which looked like a hurricane had swept through and I picked up my keys and left for the horse barn (yes, I smiled the whole way there :)
This morning I came upon the above. I have condensed it into a poem that (to me) is more like an answered prayer:
Kitchen Rules
Wipe, wash, rinse
thrice daily,
scrape your plate
napkins in trash,
take it out
remember recycling
scrape, wash, put away
pans, cooking bowls
immediately
(don't ever leave
peanut butter on a knife).
A friend visiting?
Clear their spots,
rinse their dishes.
Popcorn, snacks?
Check for crumbs!
Put stuff away,
and don't forget,
dining table
is part of kitchen;
wipe it up.
If rules aren't followed,
you will be sole
kitchen cleaner
for the summer!
I'm watching...
signed,
a "concerned" sister
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365
Lovely- kitchen, adorable poem! You go girls! :0
ReplyDeleteMy son just reminded me of a note that I hung at their father's work once, it read:
"Your mother doesn't work here
you'll have to pick up after yourself!"
way to go, margaret!
ReplyDeleteDon't you love it when a plan comes together?
ReplyDeleteHaha! You have a lovely home, Margaret.
I LOVE it!!!!
ReplyDeleteGood for you Margaret! :-)
They can always come and clean my kitchen since they are so good at it! Lol
ReplyDeleteLovely kitchen...and your girls are doing a great job...thanks to a wonderful Mom!!!!
ReplyDeleteCaroline
This is cool...and beautiful kitchen....
ReplyDeleteHA! I LOVE LOVE LOVE this, Margaret. Good for you. DUH!
ReplyDeleteNice kitchen and great pictures!!!
ReplyDeleteAdventure Games
Looks like you got the message across... love your kitchen, Margaret!
ReplyDeleteHaha...good for YOU mom!~!
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