Here is a fine example of genetic material skipping over a generation and landing in the next. She literally begged me until I conceded and put together the new vacuum cleaner, a Christmas gift from (who else?) mom. She came and announced she had straightened the entire school room and was ready to do the floors. I've never seen anyone (other than mom) have that much fun with a cleaning appliance. I may use it as a reward for excellent behaviour or as a restriction for fighting with her brother. I can't believe I grew her in my belly.
Mom, she does you proud.
Lots of things skip a generation, right? That is absolutely perfect. :)
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