Sometimes you are too tired. Sometimes you forget. Sometimes you say you are going to clean up but you never do. Sometimes you restore it back to original condition only to see it look like Middle East warzones moments later. Sometimes you feel bold enough to teach the art of cleaning up. Lately, it feels better to shrug your shoulders and say “if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.” Poor Ashley. You just can’t teach cleanliness to an 18 month old who pees on the floor and laughs.
