Clean living room

After the disastrous Target run we arrived home with no further incidents.  Actually she did the typical thing and fell asleep.  I blow -- she naps.  It is her escape.  When we pulled up to the door I woke her and gave her a choice.  She could go upstairs and finish her nap or she could clean up the living room.

Neither was intended as a punishment.  Really.  But she is sick.  And she is sleeping.  So maybe a nap is a good idea.  And she did play hard in the living room today and it is a disaster zone.  So it does need to be cleaned.  I know neither option is really appealing to a 6 year old but I would have been happy with either one.

I was not at all surprised when she picked to clean up the living room.  I went in the kitchen and did a few things.  I was surprised when she came in the kitchen a few minutes later and announced the living room was clean.  Really?  I mean I know what that room looked like.  How could she get it clean so quickly.  I asked f she was sure.  She, innocently, with wide eyes, responded with a yes.  So I went to look.  And this is what I saw.

And then this is what was happening a few minutes later.

Mean Mama