Mr. Clean

A couple of weeks ago I decided that it was going to be a "cleaning day" around here. I told Jaxson, at the risk of being looked at like I had 3 heads, that he needed to go clean his room. He surprisingly said, "Ok mommy. I go clean my room and you be soooooo proud!". Heck, I was just proud that he acknowleged me talking to him, the cleaning part was just a shot in the dark, and I ended up hitting bullseye. Well......that's what I thought.

In aproximately 30 minutes, (I KNOW that I should have gone and checked on him when he was quiet for this long, but I was cleaning people!) he comes into the kitchen where I am washing dishes, and says "Mommy, I dusted my bedroom! You'll fink it's booiful!" And when I turned around, wondering where he even learned how to dust, this is what I saw:

So, I just stay calm. (This comes with experience.) I go check out his "booiful" room. And, man, did he make it "BOOIFUL"!

I don't think there was one thing that he forgot to dust. (It's a brand new, extra large bottle of baby powder, just in case you wondering...... The whole bottle..... every drop.)

And he was so proud of himself, that I had to act proud. I know that some of you are thinking, "You didn't get on to him for this????". No, I didn't. Because, you get what you ask for when you ask a 3 year old to clean their bedroom.

So, I will leave you with this picture: I mean, who can stay mad at that?!? (I can say that now, 2 weeks later!) Hahaha!!!!