(That's a mom's version of, "Hypothesis: If parental unit does not make expectations clear before said unit leaves town, results upon homecoming will be ugly.")
Ramona vowed to keep a captioned photo journal of the counter while I was gone. Here are the findings of our little experiment:
Ramona: "Day 1 Description: Not bad. About the same as when you left."
(Me: I don't think I left my glasses there. And I don't remember leaving that birthday present teetering precariously on the counter's edge. But, okay. Not bad.)
Ramona: "Day 2 Description: Pretty good."
(Me: Yes! That's what I'm talkin' about.)
Ramona: "Day 3 Description: Not horrible, but not great."
(Me: Ummm, why does that gift keep migrating? Why are my glasses traveling around the counter when I'm out of town? I do, however, like that cookbook being out. It contains the chocolate cake recipe Atticus used for my birthday cake.)
* I didn't actually yell, but, "Tease your daughters about the counter," doesn't sound as blogworthy as "yell at everyone."