(calling out as she works) Yes, Dad, I'm doing my chores!
(excitedly) Really?! Oh, Dad, that would be amazing!
(smiling) That's the right attitude. By the way, I have some good news. Your mom and I were thinking, since you've been doing such a great job with your chores and your grades have been excellent... we might just plan that weekend getaway we were talking about. yes dad im doing my chores natasha nice
(nodding, even though he couldn’t see her) Okay, Dad! I'll get right on it.
(chuckling and putting down the paper) That's my girl, Natasha! I knew I could count on you. Your mom is going to be thrilled when she sees the state of the kitchen. (calling out as she works) Yes, Dad, I'm doing my chores
(laughing) Well, we'll see. Let's not count our chickens before they hatch. But I think it's looking good. How about you finish up here, and then we can start making some plans?
The sun cast a warm glow through the windows of their little suburban home, illuminating the dust particles dancing in the air. Inside, the atmosphere was filled with the mundane yet comforting sounds of daily chores being done. (smiling) That's the right attitude
In the kitchen, , a diligent teenager with a keen sense of responsibility, was scrubbing the countertops with a look of determination. Her dad, John , a man with a hearty laugh and an even heartier appreciation for hard work, was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper.