Clean up, clean up, everybody everywhere

clean up, clean up, everybody do their share.

Sing it with me everyone . . . we used to sing-song the above at the pre-school I taught about 25 years ago (!!!!) and carried it through to our own kiddos, Sunday School kiddos, and now the grand kiddos.

Looks like they’re listening, eh?

 

The Boy is helping Paw-Paw moosie clean the garage – well, sorta. Okay, to be fair he got the phone call just as I snapped the shot and the Boy could only give me that smirk of his. Some girl somewhere sometime is gonna fall and fall HARD for that smirk, you know, Lessa!

Happy Saturday, everyone.