Deb Smouse

I don’t understand teenagers.  Or more specifically, my teenager.  She has a problem, at times, with some of the things that I do.  Specifically, things I pay someone else to do.

She tells me that I never do anything around the house - well, if I don’t do it, I make sure it gets done.  Why does it matter who does it?  I have been so blessed to find a wonderful lady to clean my house.  She stays with the kids when I go out of town.

My kids love her - by the way.  My oldest just thinks I’m a terrible person  because I have someone else fold the towels?  I don’t get it.