because I can't come visit until after Ian's graduation reception. Enjoy, my friend.
It was the cutest thing, Miss Lilly helped!
She's a sweet blond-headed granddaughter, so gentle, and not a troublemaker, but always inquisitive and on the move. She toddles just fine, and can pull herself up into a wooden rocking chair deliberately turning herself around in the seat of the rocker to have a sit-down, and she can climb the stairs at church.
This morning I'd decided as I got out of bed to do as much in the upstairs bathroom as I could before my body screamed for drink or food. The pressure's on since we've sent out 97 graduation reception invitations and I know the extra bath will be needed. So...I cleaned the toilet, straightened the rugs and toiletries, cleaned the white porcelain sink, dusted everything, and cleaned one full length mirror.
Then in the afternoon, Clinton brought over Miss Lilly. I babysat for an hour or so, but got to thinking about how I needed to get some work done and how I'd handled my own kids when some event was approaching, and took her upstairs to "help" me clean.
She was so cute, she used the swiffer like a mop, then stabbed like a rapier, then swung like a baton, and then went back to push mopping. Many a time, if I hadn't ducked, I could've gotten whacked or poked. And get this, the whole time, she was singing in her baby, slurred, unspecific consonant sounding voice, The ABC Song!!!!!
The shower did get a good dosing of The Works, and believe it or not the floor finally did get swept and scrubbed -- all the while musically entertained.
This morning I'd decided as I got out of bed to do as much in the upstairs bathroom as I could before my body screamed for drink or food. The pressure's on since we've sent out 97 graduation reception invitations and I know the extra bath will be needed. So...I cleaned the toilet, straightened the rugs and toiletries, cleaned the white porcelain sink, dusted everything, and cleaned one full length mirror.
Then in the afternoon, Clinton brought over Miss Lilly. I babysat for an hour or so, but got to thinking about how I needed to get some work done and how I'd handled my own kids when some event was approaching, and took her upstairs to "help" me clean.
She was so cute, she used the swiffer like a mop, then stabbed like a rapier, then swung like a baton, and then went back to push mopping. Many a time, if I hadn't ducked, I could've gotten whacked or poked. And get this, the whole time, she was singing in her baby, slurred, unspecific consonant sounding voice, The ABC Song!!!!!
The shower did get a good dosing of The Works, and believe it or not the floor finally did get swept and scrubbed -- all the while musically entertained.
Sing it.
"This is the way we clean our floors, clean our floors, clean our floors."
"This is the way we clean our floors, clean our floors, clean our floors."
" ...so early in the morning." LOL, or better yet,
Sing the ABC song, here we go, sing just like Miss Lilly,
"A, Bee, Cee, Dee, E, Eff, Gee,
poke grandma in the eye
when she's near me-eee-eee-ee ... ... "
