While eating breakfast this morning, I noticed just how gross our floor was. I’l the first to admit that I really don’t like doing floors. Do I do them anyway? Yes, but not as often as I should. But thats ok. The biggest mess on the floor is usually Cheerios under the dining room table. Today, as I watched all three kids eating their cereal, dropping Cheerios here and there, I decided it was a good day to clean them up.
“Ok guys, once you’re all done breakfast, I’m going to ask you to go around and pick up the Cheerios from under the table.” Yes, I asked them to do it by hand. Not as any weird punishment, but I knew it would go nice and quick, and frankly, if they could coordinate sweeping, I’d have offered that first.
Both Dekker and Laela said “ok” without missing a beat, so no love was lost, and breakfast continued. I washed bottles.
Dekker finished his breakfast first, said his thank yous and took his dishes to the sink. I continued washing bottles, and for a few minutes, all was quiet. Then Dekker piped up.
Dekker: How does that look, mommy?
Me: How does what look?
The floor. Does it look really clean?
*peeks* Yes! It really does! I didn’t know you were picking up Cheerios!
Ya, I thought it would be nice.
It really was!
Now Laela and Rowan don’t have to do a job!
That was really, really nice of you!
Ya… Wanna see what I’m gonna build?
And it was over, just like that. I am so very smitten with my thoughtful little boy.
Great job, Dekker Thomas! Thanks for loving your family so well!