Throughout the vacation Jackson impressed everyone with his mad cleaning skills. He dusted daily for my grandparents and not only moved the things on the table to dust, he put everything back.
He loves to Swiffer, he loves my mom's sweeper vac thing and will clean her floors until the batteries die. He totes a squirt bottle of water almost everywhere with an towel to clean up after all of us.
So here is him with part of his new vacuum. It has a detachable dust buster thing. Clever.
I think he'd prefer our real vacuum since that one will suck up stuff and he gets PISSED OFF when this one just won't clean the floor like he wants it to.
So do I rent him out? Do I keep this gem to myself? I mean, I hope this is a compulsion he keeps forever. Not only for my own sanity but for the health of Matt and Olivia. Because I think they all get a bit sick of hearing me bitch about the disaster we call a living room. Or the disgustinging room we call a "laundry room/second bathroom" (which is code for a toilet plopped in front of the washing machine. We also have no ceiling in there. And one wall is pretty much demolished. But that's another post entirely).
But Jackon is at his happiest when he's eating things he shouldn't (markers, crayons, play doh and various other art supplies) but cleaning is the next best option. He'd clean all day if he could.