shrankly, my dear...

This morning I sent all 3 boys in their room to clean up the mess that looked somewhat akin to the aftermath of a tornado. I instructed them to also make their beds. A bit later I came back to check out the progress. The floor was basically cleaned up, but all of Luke's covers, stuffed animals, etc. were on the floor by his bed. I said "Luke, what happened here?" - as the bed was obviously FAR from 'made'. With a somewhat dejected look on his face he replied "Well, shrankly (translated 'frankly') I tried to make my bed."

Yeah, kiddo...I have days like that too!!