For dinner last night we went to subway and got two foot long meatball subs.
I ate 6 inches
Cullen ate 6 inches
Gregory ate 3 inches
Lucy ate 7 inches
The last two inches accidently got dropped on the floor.
Gregory was full after his 3 inches.
Lucy still wanted more food.
Lucy is only 10 months old. How did all that food fit?
This morning Gregory and I were cleaning up the living room.
Gregory walked into the dining room to put a piece of trash in the trashcan and said “disgusting”.
I then heard a chord being pulled. I asked him what he was doing and he told me it was disgusting in the dining room and he was going to vacuum it.
I am so happy to have a child who sees what needs to be done and does it. I do hope this will last.
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That is my kind of kid!
That's sounds really handy. although it could mean that when he gets older he'll bitch about your housekeeping skills all day...
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