Warning: If you have already read If You Give a Mouse a Cookie to your toddler a zillion times, this will seem like a repeat.
All I wanted to do was wash the curtains in my bedroom and bathroom. Honestly. I don't know how these little tiny jobs turn into three-hour projects! I took down the dusty curtains and threw them in the wash, then hung them on the line. In five minutes they were ready to be hung up again. But then I thought, I should really wash these windows first. Before washing windows, though, I needed to move the horizontal blinds, cough, cough, sneeze! Better clean those, too. Upon further examination, the windowsills needed a good scrubbing. So I did that. But what is the point of washing only the insides of the windows, when the screens and the exterior of the windows contain 20% of the dust in the surrounding desert? Off came the screens, and I began scrubbing. The girls saw what a fun time I was having, and pretty soon I was out of a job, Tom Sawyer style.
The crowning moment was when my kids THANKED ME for "letting" them help! (LOL! I love it.)
(Please pardon the veranda floor... we've been meaning to get to that for two years now...)