I was furiously cleaning the house late tonight. I had been out all day which made me unable to do anything earlier, and I was at work most of the day tomorrow. I went from room to room doing various bits and pieces, and then it was vacuum time.
By the time I got to the family room, the large room also known as baby girl’s play area, I had done almost half the house. Knowing I had other things still yet to do, Hubbie kindly offered to take over, and I eagerly handed over the vacuum reigns.
It wasn’t long though, until baby girl joined in.
She is one determined, ferocious, head-strong girl. She wants to do things on her own. Her belief is unwavering, so stubborn and sure she is that she can help you do ANYTHING, and this along with her need to be a big girl NOW, makes for one interesting combination.
She wanted to vacuum, of course. As Hubbie took the head of the vacuum off, using the thin pole to get to some corners and edges, she used the front part, pretending to vacuum the room around her toys.
Then she somehow grabbed hold of the actual pole he was using to clean the tight corners. She cleaned here and there, and he showed her where to point it and where to go.
Then, something else happened. She did a sudden dash. She held the still functioning and attached pole with air sucking through it, and grabbed the head and pole part of the disconnected part of the vacuum, working fast and furiously to get it connected so she could properly vacuum as an adult does.
We watched her from the sidelines, gasping, trying not to laugh.
Her intensity at the task was hilarious. She determinedly, holding the long and awkward poles, clicked them together with determination, and then proceeded to vacuum the room all around her.
She was rapt. It was like a dream come true. It was as if she had been wanting to vacuum for the whole almost-5 years of her life, and now that she had a hold of the vacuum, she wasn’t letting go.
We let her have her fun, dodging walls and pieces of furniture, before we gently intervened.
Ahh, darling. I took a dozen photos of you only so I can show you this in 10 years time, and remind you of this wondrous stage when you DON’T want to help out your Mum anymore… 😉