So Jarod is playing tree house…. in a tree (I specify this because Makenna plays tree house under a picnic table), and I’m nearby, and he says, “mom, a bird just pooped on one of the branches.”
“Ok,” I said, as if this news required some sort of response.
“Well can you go in the house and get a rag to clean it up for me.”
“Excuse me, why should I have to stop doing my work to clean it up.”
“Because you’re the mommy,” and he laughed, knowing full well that the birdie poop was going to stay right where it was unless he cleaned it himself.
Note to self, add to list of ‘mommy jobs’…cleaning bird poop off tree branches.