Monday, April 10, 2006

It's a Hard Knock Life

There were a couple of days this month where we thought Q had picked up a particularly useful skill. He'd take his little washcloth and rub the floor, wander a few steps, bend down and mop a bit more. Wipe-wipe! I wonder where he learned that? Perhaps from all the adults in his life following him around, cleaning up?

SwingDaddy and I couldn't help but sing "It's a Hard Knock Life," the tune that the orphans belt while they do their scrubbing chores in "Annie."

He spilled a little milk on the floor and I thought, "Hey, maybe he'll clean it up himself!"

Unfortunately, he put the other hand into the milk, not the one with the washcloth, so we had little milk handprints all over the kitchen until I got my own towel.

This was the only photo I was able to get of our little worker, and now he's decided that cleaning the floor isn't interesting anymore. No need to call Social Services to report child labor.

1 comment:

YF said...

so cute. that is where your dancing and now *singing* skills must come in very handy around the house. t and i only do 80's love songs... frightening.