I predict stormy weather, culminating in the Damage reporter declaring her job worthless--your room will have no damage, instead, it will be clean.

Kuzcoe has secretly told me that you are doing a bangup job of cleaning before he snuck out, and Georgie has assured me it is, indeed a special event worthy of note.

Love,
Daddy

ps: this is my daughter as well...she and her sister are cleaning their room as I write this.