|The Playroom (On a Normal Day)|
The kids' reactions to this kind of cleaning was quite amusing.
When I was dusting, Lucy kept running off with my dust rag. Which means that next time I clean I'm going to find a large collection of holey, dusty socks somewhere. Tommy cried.
When I cleaned the windows, Lucy was right there beside me scrubbing....and running off with my paper towels. Tommy cried.
When I scrubbed the fingerprints off the walls, Lucy scrubbed too...and stole sponges. Tommy cried.
When I scrubbed the tables, Lucy helped...and ran off with my Lysol wipes. Tommy cried.
When I vacuumed, Lucy wanted a ride. Tommy cried.
So now Lucy has a nice stockpile of cleaning supplies, and will be taking over the household chores. Tommy, clearly, is a slob.