the cleaning lady strikes again

Here's how five minutes of our afternoon went yesterday ...

Eden: "Momma, can I ple-e-e-a-a-a-se have the swiffers from on top of the ironing board? PLEASE?"

{well, it was really a whine and point and whine, but I knew what she wanted}

"Must ... get ... all ... the ... dirt" ...

"Why, yes, I should go under the table, too"

"Are you takin' pictures of me? Hmmmm ..."

"Ok, time for a fun one. Say cheese!"