It is 2:30. The kids have just gotten off the school bus and entered the house. The start of our afternoon together usually goes something like this:
Mommy, can I have a snack? Mommy, can I play on the computer? Mommy, can I play on the Wii? Mommy, can I watch TV upstairs? Mommy, can I play outside?
In fact, this barrage of questions is so frequent and predictable that I would not be willing to wager any bet against it.
So, you can imagine my utter shock (and amazement) when one day this week I heard:
Mommy, can I clean the windows?