She comes once a week, changes the bed sheets, folds the laundry and generally cleans the house. Thank goodness, because most of the time, the house looks like a bomb went off:O
I think all children have an irrational fear of the vacuum cleaner. The other day, while Grace was vacuuming, The Little Man was hiding under the covers...
Little Man: "Mommy, hide with me."
Me: (crawling under the covers)
Little Man: "Mommy, sing to me."
Me: "Oh when the Saints, oh when the Saints, oh when the Saints go marching in..." (Little Man LOVES to sing this)
Little Man: "No Mommy, it's sinks...Oh when the sinks go marching in!"
Why did I not know this;)
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