Day Two Hundred Eighty-Two.
I need to enjoy this age where he's dying to help me with chores a little more. He was totally up for sweeping and vacuuming for me today. And except that I have to go back and tidy up after him, it's a perfect agreement. Little sister on the other hand un-did almost every thing I did manage to clean up today. And laughed while doing it. I think I'm in trouble with her. :-/


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