Tired

I needed to clean up the living room-- there was laundry that I had folded and some of the girls toys. I decided that the girls could help me clean up by me telling them where to put things. I handed Megan the kitchen towels and told her where to put them, and I gave Evie the wash clothes and so on. Some toys they had to take upstairs. Evie came back from putting something away and I was getting ready to give her something else to put away for me. She said, "Mommy, I'm tired." I said, "I'm tired too." Evie asked, "You're tired of telling us what to do?"