I MUST be the wicked Step-Mother, Cinderfella...!

My dirty little secret is out.


I MUST be the wicked Step-Mother from Cinderella. Oops. I mean, "Cinder-Fella"....I wouldn't wanna confuse my boys!

Because, as you can see...I make my 2 year old clean!



BUT....in MY defense...


He made the mess on purpose.


My reasoning, for his "punishment" (using the term VERY liberally here....) you may ask?


I don't WANT him to make the mess again. HOPEFULLY, as this process is repeated again and again and again... he'll learn to NOT deliberately unscrew his Sippy-Cup and dump ALL the RED KOOL-AID on to the floor. HOPEFULLY. As he's only 2 1/2, I'm NOT holding my breath for any extended period of time.



Then there's THIS guy....Lawsy, lawsy! (To quote Ree...)


What can I say about my youngest son?! Do I dare confide that he's a walking dirt magnet? That I sometimes refer to him as "Pigpen" (remember Charlie Brown's friend?? He ain't got NOTHIN' on our Joshua...) OR, that I also sometimes refer to him as "Bam-Bam" - because that's the sound that things make as he hurls them to the floor? I realize he's ONE. O-N-E, ONE. I'm trying to cut him some slack. ;0)


But as you may also be able to tell, I take my cleaning "training" very seriously. (Maybe I ought to open up a Baby Cleaning Academy?)

But again, people....HE did the mess FIRST! Big ol' handfull of goldfish crackers. All over the floor. "Oh, No he dinnit!" You may say....but alas, YES, He did.


(SIGH). At least they're not afraid of the vacuum like some kids.... ;0)