What are you really trying to say?

For the past several weeks we have had painters at our house.  The job seemed to take longer than I thought and having people in and out and around your house all day for over two solid weeks is interesting, they get to see it all.

Needless to say, we got to know the painters fairly well and they got to know us; the kids fighting, me yelling, the utter chaos that always ensues at our house 95% of the time, our ridiculous acts of getting in and out of the house and all sorts of other stellar behaviors that I am sure were witnessed along the way.

The last day they were here, Marco stopped me, as I was bustling about trying to get ready to leave for Grandma’s Marathon all the while putting the claw hold on KP’s forehead so he wouldn’t wrestle me to the ground or wreck anything in his path, and said “Senorita, you like seviche?”  Of course I like seviche and I would absoluetly love his sister recipe.

The conversation then moved onto, by the way my cousin takes care of children (because you clearly need some help in this area) and my wife owns her own cleaning service (which you certainly could use because I’ve been in your house the the past two weeks using your pooped up toilets and seeing dirty laundry all over the place) and I know she would just love to help you out.

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