Dinner tonight was….well….it was just one of those nights when neither son was willing to eat. There was screaming. There was crying. There was much grief. Until Zander did something that made mommy and daddy smile.
He took the face cloth we had to wipe Logan’s face….and started to wipe up the mess that he’d made on the table. As he did this, he proudly proclaimed “I clean!”….my dear, sweet, obsessively clean (this kid doesn’t even like to have crumbs from toast on his hands for more than 2 seconds) boy!
Let’s just hope that he will continue to be a self-cleaning boy (I know…I know….doubtful….just let me keep the dream alive!)