A few weeks ago Sam asked me if I could make a list for him of small jobs that need to be done around the house on a consistent basis. That way, when he has some down time he can clean something. Let me say that Sam always helps me whenever I ask him to. He doesn't complain when I ask if he can pick up the family room or put dinner away. But...he usually doesn't ask me to make him a list of every day chores that he can do. Okay, I'm pretty sure he has never asked me to do that. So you can imagine my surprise.
Then, yesterday Jem came downstairs from his nap and said, "Mommy, I could pick up the family room for you. Actually, maybe I should go up and clean my room first." And then he went upstairs and cleaned his room. Let me repeat that. He cleaned his room. By himself. Without me asking him. Without me standing over his shoulder telling him what goes where. That has definitely never, ever happened before.
I was slightly confused and suprised by all of this but I also started to feel like life was taking a giant turn for the better. But then Truett threatened to punch me in the face if I didn't give him a snack and I came back to my senses.
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