i remember a grade school classmate of mine had to don rubber gloves and scrub and scour the house with her mother every saturday morning. i found that so strange. aside from dishes, my chores were pretty focused on the horses and other animals outdoors. it seemed every time i had to do dishes, i managed to cut myself on a knife hidden in the sink under the bubbles. i always wondered if it was passive aggressive on my mother's part, wanting to see me bleed. i'm pretty sure she thought i did it on purpose to get out of finishing the dishes. the truth is probably neither of those.
ouch! I've done that before. On the blade of the food processor mainly. I was juts thinking that I grew up figure skating so much that I can't ever remember having chores to do around the house. And since my mother was a very busy doctor who I rarely saw, that left my grandmother and a 2x per week cleaning service. Hmm, maybe that's why the kids never did anything around my house either.
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