Clearly my threats mean nothing. I work to organize my family's life and they sabotage my efforts! I pre-match SKV's clothes, yet somehow she and Kevin (uh hum) pick a shirt from here and pants from there and leave the other items in the drawer. So after working it out, yet again, I told Kevin that we have rules and if they messed up her drawer anymore I'd pick both their clothes out...his response, "Please pick out the clothes." (facepalm)
Now I'm onto the "art" closet that SKV has acquired over the years. It's a royal mess. A mess that I have cleaned, organized and filtered time and again. So for my "Christmas cleaning" I'm back in the small quarters trying to figure out how it came to this...again. After going up and down the hall I told Sidney Kate that if her closet got in this shape again I would make her and Daddy sleep in a tent in the yard. Her response, "That would be fun." (sigh)
They are two peas in a pod. Papa Cox resides in both of them. Embree Claire and I are in trouble.
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