Cleaning the F's

I spent the day yesterday with a pressure washer cleaning the patio. It was noisy and wet. While the kids liked the water they hated the noise. So Annalise kept asking when I’d be done. At one point I explained that I was almost done with the patio but that I had to clean the eaves next. She was disappointed and went inside yet again.

A little bit later Tracy comes out of the house laughing.

Seems like Annalise was reporting back to Tracy and said, “He’s cleaning the Fs next. Oh I mean the Es.”