Today I spent a ridiculous amount of time cleaning our house. I broom swept, vacuumed, did 5 loads of laundry (washed and put away), made beds, mopped, scrubbed the bathrooms, wiped down all the appliances, unpacked a few lingering boxes that refused to unpack themselves, organized my closet, and made lunch for the kids somewhere in between. SHEW! I'm exhausted. I worked really, really hard. Once I was done, I looked around and felt a bit deflated....how in the world can this little army that I have created on my own work so fast against me??? lol I took it as an opportunity to let my children know how their actions impact others around them, including Mom. I am not above shaming them on their behavior at times. It got them going and before I knew it, all those little hands were hard at work getting the house in decent shape. Then my 4yo looked at me with the most serious look and said, "Mom, what we need is a cleaning fairy!" My response was that I AM the cleaning fairy. She shrugged said, "Yep. I think you are. So I have clothes you can put away." And she ran out the door as fast as her little feet would move. Welp, I'm glad to see how my sharp parenting techniques are getting through to them to appreciate what Mom does and help out around the house. Times like this call for ice cream....now where did that cleaning fairy hide my stash of ice cream?
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
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Haha! Sounds like something Colton would do! We certainly are cleaning fairies aren't we! If you ever find that ice cream let me know where it was hidden because I can't seem to find mine either! ;)
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