Apparently the way to my 6 year old's heart

is thru his stomach by way of ice cream.



On my Mother's Day card (which he "forgot" to give me until yesterday) it read "Dear Mom, I love you because you buy me ice cream cones." Be still my heart! (I saved the card in a safe place!)



Part of his homework assignment this week was to write a letter to someone special and tell them why they're special. Here's his letter:



"Dear Grampa

I thinck you are special becus you gif me ice crem."



This kid obviously loves ice cream! He does know how to spell better than that but he was lazy today. (His older sister is the one who started scrawling below "today was".)



I have a "confession" to make....



I was going to spend the day cleaning but I found myself being distracted quite easily by yoga and able mabel. I kept sneaking back into my office (that was clean yesterday and now is quite messy today.) to add this or that to some light switch covers, check my e-mail and so on. My procrastination got even worse when I got a call about a showing on this place on Saturday. As if I feel like doing it all twice in such a short amount of time.

I did get the floors and windows washed. My 6 and 4 year olds still think it's a treat to help me wash the floors. It requires much patience on my end. I'm quite picky about them walking on wet floors and such. I watched, groaning inwardly but not wanting to dampen his enthusiam, my 6 year old spinning in circles on his knees, swishing the rag aound like a dog chasing it's tail. Soon his was an island in the middle of the "sea". (so much for my mini lesson on floor washing before we even started) He was so impressed with the job he did that I merely thanked him for his hard work and dumped the bucket of water out. He sauntered outside to play, grinning over his good deed for the day.

Sigh....all good things must come to an end. I can't put off cleaning any longer. Now I'll have to fly. Guess I work better under pressure (wait! that's not what I said a few days ago!)