Ugh, children..

I spent all day cleaning Zack’s room with my mom. The kid had so much garbage hidden in every crevice I wanted to cry. How does one child make so much of a mess on his own? More importantly, what the hell does he do when I send him up to clean his room. With every bit that we pulled out my mom and I wanted to cry. Seriously, I think we should start making trophies from AwardsForAnything.com for the children keeping their rooms clean. I’ve seriously run out of all other ideas. They just don’t listen or care.