Thursday, April 24, 2008

Gotta Get 'Em Clean Somehow

D.L.F. had been wearing navy blue socks that had left lint all over his feet. I wiped the lint off with a damp cloth and let him run around while I searched for another pair of socks. By the time I was ready to put the new socks on, the soles of his feet were dirty again (guess it's time to vacuum?). I told him, "Your feet are dirty." He thought about it for a moment, and then said, "Dustbuster!" "You want me to use the dustbuster on your feet?" I asked. "Yeah!" he replied enthusiastically.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hahaha! What a cutie!

I found some old pictures the other day of us (torturing) our parents at the 1991 Fair, and keep meaning to scan them and show you. They're so steriotypically "us," hehe. Oh, man.

We were hysterical, brilliant, and talented, I realize, ;) but I'm still terrified that my children will give me a taste of my own medicine!

Thinking 'bout you and praying for you lots these days--you're almost there!!!