Sunday, February 24, 2008
All In A Day's Work
Evan probably didn't consider himself a messy person. From an early age he helped his Mommy and Daddy clean around the house. He'd take a washcloth and vigorously scrub areas on the floor, walls, and tables in a way very similar to what he saw his Mommy do earlier. Evan never really seemed to take responsibility for his own mess. One day at Grandma and Grandpa's, Evan pulled off all the sticky notes from the pad. And then said with a Vanna White-like gesture, "Look at this mess!" as if he had nothing to do with it.
Evan Finds the Flour
Sometimes he seemed truly surprised by the mess he had made. Evan would lift his arms to his sides in a questioning manner, and say, "What happened?" This was especially amusing when Evan had dumped something over on purpose. I would tell him, "You made a mess, that's what happened!" He would help clean up after the mess was gone, but he would mysteriously disappear when the actual cleaning took place.
Unless, it involved a "Dacuum!" Evan was obsessed with the vacuum for most of his short life. His form was perfect. If I actually plugged the vacuum in, and let him really clean, we'd have one very clean spot where he'd go back and forth. I think I now understand why kids love vacuums so much. They're like push toys for grownups! In a household with a toddler, vacuuming takes place frequently. Evan must have thought I was playing with the vacuum everyday.
After a long hard day of working, playing, making messes, and just being a kid, it was time to clean Evan...
and get some sleep.