Not Exactly What I Expected

The other day I arrived home from work with the usual chaos of evening activities - two kids to pull out of the car, papers and artistic creations from pre-school to fish out from under the carseat, loads of groceries and ungraded papers to be hauled in from the trunk, and dinner to be made for the ravenous troops. In between trips back to the car, Isaac decided to open his sippy cup, pour the water out onto the living room rug and begin dancing in it. Exasperated, when I walked back in and saw his gleeful little mess, I said, "Oh, Isaac! That is not very helpful at all. I need you to clean that up right now!" With a delighted little cheer, he said, "Okay mommy!" and commenced cleaning...his own way: No wonder this little dude gets sick every other week...