So, I'm cleaning the house up this morning and I walk into the bathroom. We have a teeny-tiny closet-sized bathroom. Scattered all over the floor, I find a book about Einstein, a book about orchids, a book about books and a pair of boxers.
"ANDDDDD-DREW!!!!!", I shriek, "Get in here and clean up your mess!! RIGHT NOW!"
He comes in and asks "Gee, mom, how'd ya know it was MY mess?"
Because only that boy would leave a piles of books about books, orchids, and Einstein behind in the bathroom.
Alex leaves the National Review and
Eric nether reads nor takes baths. :\
Teen-agers.
Ya gotta love 'em
(and I do!)
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