Just for you Noonie

A couple of posts back, I was talking about how Zelda had made the bed and just how happy that made me. Well, Noonie asked the question.

"What's the point in making beds?"

Noonie, I asked my ever so smart parents that exact same question years ago. I asked them:

"Why do I have to make my bed? It's so stupid! I mean, I'm just going to sleep in it again."

What did the wise and powerful parents say?

"Well, why do you wipe your butt? You're just going to take a shit again!"

I had no answer. They had won that argument.