Having no brothers means that living with a little boy is sometimes an adventure. And sometimes it's just too dang cute.
Today Logan was mopping the kitchen for me. As I came around the corner I could hear:
"ready? fire two!" Followed by two quick squirts of the swiffer mop. After a few swipes of the floor he went on "fire three!" Squirt, squirt, squirt. Wipe, wipe, wipe. "fire one!"
I think in the Logan v. Kitchen floor match, Logan creamed the floor.
And speaking of cleaning, my little kids worked their patooties off for two hours this morning. We deep-cleaned four rooms! The house looks awesome. I'm ready for guests...for about 15 minutes when we'll need to clean it all again! I even vacuumed the coils of my fridge. That was a gross undertaking!
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