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My girls are at camp.

Do you think they'll notice if I clean their rooms?

(I already cleaned off the desk)

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  1. Skip that! Pour a cuppa and relax. Make them clean them when they get back :-) Or, you can come clean my room so I can pour a cuppa and relax!!

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  2. They will be so happy that you cleaned their rooms. Mine always were. Just do not throw away anything but real garbage. Put the rest in a garbage sack in the garage and throw that out in 6 months if they have not asked about it. I once threw away an important FCCLA document that belonged to the school. During the summer, go figure!

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  3. I love the saying on the wall that says 'Satan has no power....' Doesn't quite go with the room. You better hurry, they come home tomorrow. I would just take a trash bag to it and I bet they never know. But just in case - stash it in a good hiding place.
    Good luck!

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  4. Posting this on your blog just might motivate them. Let me know if it works.

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  5. Hmm.
    I just cleaned my girl's rooms cause i could NOT stand it any longer.
    My 10 year old leaves dirty AND clean clothes on the floor.

    *sigh*

    And then complains she has no clothes.

    Things will change this summer for SURE!

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  6. Oh my, does that bring back memories. Good luck.

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  7. That's exactly when I WOULD get into my boys rooms. I had all week while they were at camp to completely scour, organize and de-junk. They told me once they got older, that they LOVED coming home to their rooms!

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  8. They will notice their clean room but they won't notice anything you may have "accidentally" thrown away! ;D My mom always "cleaned" mine and my sister's rooms when we would be gone for a few days. Good luck!

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  9. your page is so different! i likey.

    those rooms look like my son's until he went away for the last week and my husband cleaned it. yikes.

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  10. Oh gosh that looks familiar, at least you can still spot the carpet :) Lxx

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  11. Thank Goodness.... my kids are normal. I thought I was the only one who could actually lose her kids within their jumble of misplaced stuff. The obsessive compulsive part of me is screaming "Get out the black bin bags "The lazy part is saying "Put the kettle on!"

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  12. They must've taken all their clothes to camp, right? Because where are the mixed-up piles of clean/dirty/old/new clothes like the ones on my daughters's bedroom floor?
    And I don't wait to clean my daughter's room til they go somewhere. I've been known to do it early in the morning before they get out of bed...just to make them feel a little guilty. Doesn't work, by the way...

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