Chores!!!
Chores! All I really want is CHORES! And in the morning it’s CHORES! Cause in the evening it’s CHORES!
Pixie has reached the ripe old age of 7 1/2 and Buggies just turned 6 (excuse me while I cry a river of “where the hell did the time go” tears). A few months ago, I started scheming the chore jar. Since they were in school, I didn’t want to push the whole “ya gotta do chores everyday thing.”