Garage Nightmare

Trying to clean my garage with Clare around is akin to sweeping sand off the beach. She managed to empty every bag and trample every pile. At one point she donned a complete snow suit with snow boots and jacket and then went in to the backyard. I was enjoying this brief respite until I realized it was too quiet. Clare had decided to make “snow” with a bar of soap all over herself and the patio table. You can only whine in defeat over this.

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