Sunday, January 27, 2013
Yesterday, while my middle tornado was at Art of Living, I picked up her room. Disposing of a fairly full black trash bag of trash. No details necessary; especially if you have teens of your own.
And when I informed her of my foray into her space she asked, "Did you go in my closet?" Yes, I had. To which she exclaimed, "Great, it had gotten out of control and I didn't know what to do."
Lesson learned Mom. Even though they are just about grown, they still need input. Sometimes advice. Most times a ride, or the car keys. And occasionally to clean out their closet.