Hold on, let’s check out this little reader in the background a little more closely:Ahhhh, heart-melter.
But back to business.
All it took to get those kids kicked into gear was tell them whoever had the least amount of boxes checked at the end of the week would magically turn into the babysitter that weekend for Dave and my weekend date.
Yep, that whipped them into shape lickety-split.
The only problem is that now we have no babysitters…