I’ve been keeping busy this week, attempting to make my home less cluttered and more lovely. My progression has been so slow. Maybe I should take notes from my 3-year-old. While I’ve been cleaning, he’s been making loads of progress on his weekly goals.
First, he wanted to help take care of his 1-year-old brother. He decided to give Dax an impromptu shower. They were only out of sight for a minute, but my littlest dude was soaked from head to toe (in toilet water!) when I discovered their shenanigans.
Later in the week, Mase assisted Dax again, this time bathing him in flour.
When this same incident happened for the second time in the same day, I stared in disbelief, then–I just let them play. I completely failed to consider the cup of water on the table that, when spilled on the flour explosion, would turn the floor into a gluey mess! Still, I’ve never seen two more content flour-covered little guys.
Mase didn’t stop his progress there. He also attempted a furniture remodel. Armed with only a pair of scissors, his multi-holed work was quickly complete. I was obliviously folding laundry on the couch as this task went down.
It wasn’t all business this week. Mase took some time off too. I was a little concerned when he went missing! Luckily, he showed up a few minute later, just chillin’ in a corner.
Dax wasn’t left out. He had a tasty snack too. I saw him eat a large brown crumb from the table bench, then scrunch his face up in disgust. Upon closer inspection, I discovered my 3-year-old’s bug cup was also on the bench. Where there were five pill bugs earlier…now…there were three.