Cleaning the Car

I decided to clean the car inside and out the other day before we started loading up for the big trip. The girls decided to "help." Not long after we were all wet and I was getting ill. Then I realized that I would never remember our clean car. The clean car didn't mean anything. The spraying each other and the wet sponge in the small of my back are things that I will never forget. Forgive me girls when I forget that (and I forget often). I love you girls very much.

About fifteen minutes or so, I noticed that everyone was missing. I found that on the other side of the car there was work going on to clean their own modes of transportation.

 

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