Our sons' room was upstairs, off the beaten path of where my wife and I tended to travel in our house. But usually when we did venture into Boys' World, we were in for a shock. Let's just say that boys have this unlimited capability to make a mess and this uncanny ability to live in one without even noticing the mess. So, often the stern command would reverberate in the halls of our home: "Clean your room!" The boys seldom disagreed. Usually they would respond with a compliant, "We will." I think they really intended to. They knew it was fundamental to the privileges they wanted, so they went along with our cleaning orders. But did that mean the disaster area got un-disastered? Usually, no. The boys didn't disagree with what they were supposed to do; they just like didn't get around to doing it.
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