After asking my boys to clean up their room for the um-teenth time, I told them I'd help if they hurried. Of course, I found myself cleaning up on my own.
Well, I'd had enough! Hands on hips, and stern look on face, I declared, "I am NOT the clean-up fairy!"
My boys weren't even phased. My oldest just glared back. "Then why are we the clean-up boys?"