Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Man...he likes to clean

Bryson likes to eat things like pretzels, dry cereal, goldfish crackers....you know...the little things they can munch on while watching TV. He is always dragging things out of the cabinets and asking me to put it in a bowl. So I do...just a little so he doesn't ruin his next meal. Then the next thing out of my mouth is, "Be careful. Don't spill it in the floor." He always tells me, "Tay", and within what seems to be only moments later I hear, "OOHH MMAANNN!"

This is when I always walk in to find he has knocked off his bowl and it is all over the floor in from of the TV. He has always seemed very distraught over having made a mess. Then he tries to pick up what is left, eating some as he goes. Yes my kid eats off the floor sometimes. Then of course, he tries to be a helper and gets out his handy dandy little red dirt devil to vacuum up what is left.


Well....the other day he had gotten out an almost full package of goldfish. I had just gotten the boys from school and had unloaded everybody. Everyone was obviously grabbing their own snacks by this point. I went and hung up my coat in the hall closet to turn around and see what he has been doing this whole time! He had the goldfish bad upside down shaking vigorously, making sure to get out every crumb! I stood in awe and watched to see what he would do next. This is how it went.


Smiled.

"OH MAN!"

Picked up a little.

Told me we needed to clean and then proceeded to run over it and smoosh it into little bitty pieces as he ran over it with his dirt devil.


He has been doing this on purpose so I would get out the real vacuum and vacuum with him. What can I say.....I am a slow learner. I hope he finds vacuuming this exciting as he gets older.


Sara

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Lessons

Children learn lessons from each other. Some are lessons we don't want them to learn. Bryson is learning things very quickly from his brothers. I just wish they were learning some things from him. He is getting very good at picking up his toys. Now, every once in a while when he is picking up he will get sidetracked and play with something instead of put it away. That is normal and I expect that.

Last night I took Bryson into the bathroom to take a bath. When he walked in there he saw one of Blaine's shoes in the floor. He pointed at it and jibbered something that I am not sure about. Of course, I agreed with whatever he jibbered and I told him that it was Blaine's and that Blaine needed to come and put it away. He then proceeded to pick up his brother's shoe, ran to Blaine's room with it and threw it in. He stopped at the doorway because the light was off. I don't think he is afraid of the dark. I think he is like us and afraid that he will trip and break his neck if entering "there" with no light. So I praised him for doing such a good job and clapped like I was real excited. Which I was. He ran back into the bathroom and put his finger up and said as plain as day, "Hold on." Then he ran into the living room because he knew the mate to the shoe was in there, picked it up and ran to Blaine's room again and gave it a good chunk! WOW! How cool is that?

Something else he is doing now that we find so funny is when you ask him a question he says, "Uuuuhhhhhmmmmmmm...no." And he cuts his eyes like he is really trying to decide what to say.

"Bryson, do you have dirty pants?"
"Uuuuhhhmmmmmm...no."

"I think you do."
"Uuuhhhhmmmmmm...no."

His brothers get a kick out of that so they are always asking him questions.

I am also always having to remind them that he is their brother. Not their dog. They are always trying to get him to do tricks.

Yesterday I was bringing my things in from the car. I always leave Bryson in the car when I do this because he will get away. I was going back out to the car to get him and I could here Brayden laughing. Then I heard why.
Blaine was saying, "Bryson...if you say 'retard' I'll give you a cheeto! You can do it! Say 'retard'!"

"Wee-tah!"

"Good boy!"

I just about lost it.

Sara

Saturday, August 16, 2008

I Made My Bed

30 seconds after I made my bed
Bryson the big helper!

All done!


Why is it when you make your bed your kids think that you want them to jump on it when you are finished? Obviously he is feeling better!

LinkWithin

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...