The mess on the floor would be an entire carton of Costco broccoli salad.
Instead of just sending Jackson to his room, I tried to make him clean up his own mess. (Usually I give up trying to make him do anything and just do it all myself.)
This time I painfully stood watch over him as he picked up each piece. And I do mean EACH piece since he used his thumb and forefinger to pick up each raisin or pine nut.
Until 20 minutes went by and he still had a huge mess left . . . and he decided it would be more fun to THROW the rest all over the kitchen.
This is not just a weekly event for me. Not even daily. Something along these lines (only with Jackson) usually happens about 3-10 times a day, depending on how lucky I am.
So, if you stop by unannounced and find our place a little (or a great deal)messy . . . please note that it WAS cleaned. SEVERAL times, probably in that hour.
1 comment:
You weren't a'kiddin, were you? He IS a handful. :) You'll have all kinds of ammo when he calls you with stories about his own kids in about 20 years . . .
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