The problem starts with a “V” and ends with “acuum”. Yes, the vacuum.
I wish this post was all in jest, but it’s not. I have a three year old who likes to vacuum. No, “like” is not strong enough. Maybe loves…entranced…hypnotized…enamored…
You get the point, this child loves to vacuum. Yes, I know this sounds great: a child who wants to vacuum for you and clean your house. But, the grass is not always greener people.
When vacuuming time is over or when we don’t need to vacuum (b/c let’s say we just spent 45 minutes vacuuming the day before) then there is a melt down. A. MELT. DOWN. Crying, wailing, and gnashing of teeth. Let’s remember this is over NOT vacuuming.
So, a solution I have to this problem is to offer up his vacuuming services and make momma a little cash on the side (I kid, I kid, unless you want to pay him, then we will only put it in his college fund, I promise
Ahh, my little Corbin, I love your cleaning spirit! May it ever persist into the teen years and beyond.
Not a single thing surprises me in this post. What.. Corbin, Jennifer's son and a Miller grandson, excels in keeping a clean home? Say it isn't so! You should find a nice & believable toy vacuum for Corbin for Christmas. I'll pay him if I don't have to supervise (or even be in the house). He can vacuum while Haddie SCREAMS. She runs and cries when I turn ours on. It's too loud or scares her I guess. This is a sign in our children!
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