So, I did get a photo of the refrigerator cleaning, but I was mad about it. When Lloyd decides to clean, I revert to six-year-old behavior. I was annoyed that he would tell me to do something that I was already doing. Washcloth in hand, he said, “The inside of that needs to be wiped down.” Ahem. 1) Are you blind? 2) Don’t tell me what to do. Then he had the nerve to say, “We don’t have any photos of this.” Grrrrrrrr. I told him that he knew where the cameras were. (I was very cranky.) Anyway, here’s his butt:
Later, all was forgiven and I snapped pictures of Ralph.
I love Ralph. He never tells me what to do.