This little gem has been circulating on the Interwebs for awhile…
I… hate it. The ellipsis is covering all the naughty words I want to use as grammatical modifiers in that sentence. But, I just… hate it.
- These happy kids are played with all the time, so Mom has no time to clean? It seriously takes me 5 minutes to do most chores [not including procrastinating]. Aren't the kids reading or coloring or picking their nose by themselves at some point?
- Kids are free labor. Duh. Isn't that why we have them? Wash that dish, infant!
- Since kids learn a lot by imitation and if Mom isn't cleaning, these happy kids are never going to clean anything and then they'll be one of those people. You know, one of those people that you hated to have as your roommate your freshman year of college.
Dude, I get it. If you pop by unannounced at 3 in the afternoon, there are toys strewn all over the floor and clean laundry waiting to be folded and a pile of dishes in the drying rack.
But that specific untidyness is laying on top of general cleanliness.
I'm not saying this other Interweb gem (see: The Good Wife's Guide) should happen, but it's not out of the question to raise a happy kid or three or five and still have clean floors and a shiny oven. And maybe your husband thinks you're the bomb on top of that.
It could happen.
What do you think? Love it, hate it? Have a different, innocuous saying that you despise? Let's hear it!
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