The irony of it all
Today is Saturday - a.k.a. cleaning day. Well, “cleaning” has become a relative term around here. It usually just involves trying to find the carpet in one or more bedrooms and seeing if there is still a sink somewhere in the kitchen. Although, it should be obvious because something is holding all those dishes! It also involves numerous loads of laundry which my dh (dear husband) has tirelessly done. I couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve actually washed a load of clothes. He washes, dries, and folds and I then put away. Pretty good system if you ask me.
I remember that when I was growing up we always dusted, vacuumed, cleaned the bathrooms and mopped on Saturdays. We (my sister and I) never really enjoyed spending our Saturdays in this way. It’s much the same here. There is usually much weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth when I announce, OK, we are going to get our rooms cleaned up.
However, I have to say that today was a bit of a surprise. After the initial moaning and groaning, they began getting to work. And, then, not only did they get their rooms straightened up, they came BACK and asked what else they could do. McGrooter begged and begged to wash the dishes. So, being the ever indulgent mother that I am, I let him. He stood there saying, Wow this cool! Can I do this after every meal? Of course, I had to play it cool and just say, Well, we’ll see.
I have to admit that this has happened before and it kind of gives me the feeling of being in the twilight zone or something. But, it’s nice. I sure hope it continues when they get older. Stop laughing! Maybe it will. Don’t take away my hope!
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