Cinder-gigi

My 5-year-old neice, Gigi, is a cleaner. The last time she spent the night with us, she made all the beds and picked up the bedrooms. My daugher said, "I wish Gigi could live with us. It would be like having our own Cinderella!"

My sister tells me her daughter is a cleaner because she never complains about cleaning, and it's something the whole famly does together. I tried this technique. On Sunday I said in my, "We're going the park!" voice, "We're going to clean together today!"

My three little nuts moaned and groaned. Half way through the day, my sister sent me this photo of her daughter:



This was the end result of my kids cleaning their playroom.



At one point, while I was scrubbing the shower, the kids decided to play with play-doh all over my newly mopped kitchen floor. They were quiet, tucked behind the kitchen island like they were hiding.



Making the doh mess quietly and without fighting and letting me clean in peace was the most help they had been all day. Today, I'll take it! Next week, we'll work on actually cleaning.