Since our heater is broken again, the kids all drug out their electric blankets. (The only one without an electric blanket is me.) This is nice for me because it's the one time when the kids voluntarily and without being asked (or tickle-tortured) will make their own beds, all nice and snuggly for the winter time. They brought me their sheets and comforters and asked me to wash them. Yes, even the boys...without being asked. Then they reassembled everything in a nice, orderly and appealing manner.
They've threatened to spend all day Sunday under their electric blankies. Do you think I could get that in writing?
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