as a kid, i remember my mom waking up and then sweeping first thing.
perhaps, brennen gets that from her. he woke up the other day and
grabbed the broom while i was making our breakfast. i had apparently
spilled a few coffee grounds from the night before while making my cold
brew for the next day. he noticed.
for a moment, he stopped and said, "i caaaan't," but then he went right back to it.
i love his heart. i think he's been seeing his brothers do their chores
everyday, and decided he could do this on his own like they do.
what
we do around here is the boys have a morning and afternoon list, like
wake up, make bed, eat, dress, teeth and hair, clean up breakfast
stuffs. then they have to read and play outside, pick up, do their summer bridge
workbook, and do their three chosen chores for the month. and they
rotate chores monthly. and because i'm a no fun mom, they get 2 hours of
screen time, the first hour is educational apps, the second is their
choice. the past two months, each of the boys have had sweeping as a
chore. so i know this little man has watched them sweep many times. i
love that he saw something in the floor and just went to it.
you
guys, i can also tell he's hit a growth spurt recently. he's always
been my skinny kid, but lately, he seems to have gotten taller and
leaner. and y'all, let me tell you, this kid suddenly starting
talking like he is six. i mean... he was my earliest talker, but all of
sudden, he's saying things in such a way that make him seem so much
older than his two years ten months. this just started a few days ago
and really came out of nowhere. giant sentences from such a little boy
kind of just stop you in your tracks and make you stare in disbelief.
it's
my opinion that it's important for kids to have chores, to learn to
take care of things on their own, even the big things like sweeping and
mopping and laundry. so my boys do those things, because it's also my
opinion that part of my job is to teach them how to care for themselves
once their grown. brennen sweeping on his own, a mess that wasn't his no
less, kind of makes me think that perhaps i'm doing a little bit right
afterall.
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