The cherubs are currently in their room peeling the paint off the walls with their screams of horror and terror.
You see at four oh six pm, I asked them to clean up their room in preparation for company coming over.
New company. Company that has never been here before, ie a potential new friend for me.
Now let me translate the above into cherub language for you:
Jax and Em, please know how much I don’t love you because I never want you to have any fun. In fact, you look like you’re having fun right now, so please stop that immediately and go do something awful, like um, I don’t know . . . clean your rooms. Right? Okay. Great.
They promptly responded accordingly.
Thank you cherubs.
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