My son was baffled that I was actually using the vacuum cleaner. I think he believed (previous to this experience) that is was a statue that lived in our apartment.
This is one of those life experiences that reminds me that (unfortunately for me) I am an adult. I have to stop being lazy and clean my apartment. I hate it so much.
I wish I were five years old again. I didn't realize how good I had it. All my meals were cooked for me, I was hugged constantly, I got consistent nap time every day, and I never had to pay bills.
I despise responsibilities. I hate pretending to be mature, when inside I am whining "Why do I have to do this?"
My son doesn't realize how good he has it.
Ah yes. No bills. No responsibilities. I wouldnt go back to being five. Maybe high school. By the way I just rembered a day from years ago
ReplyDeletewhen I was sorting through a pile of bills and I asked this 7 year old
to help me. AND SHE DID. That seven year old is now the OLD SCHOOL/NEWSCHOOL/MOM
That's hilarious, dad. I don't remember that at all!
ReplyDeleteI totally identify. It gets easier with experience. Maybe?
ReplyDeleteI really hope so. It cleaning is no fun.
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