We have a ton of toys in our house.
I'm not bragging...I'm complaining.
There are too many. Sometimes it's overwhelming b/c the Crazies can't decide what to play with.
So, I tell them what to play with and where's the fun in that?
After the kitchen was all done and over with, we had some cleaning to do.
We spent all of Saturday at home and it was heavenly.
At the end of the day, we needed to vacuum the floors.
The Crazies think this is something we do for them and not because of them.
They see the vacuum as a great source of enjoyment, fear, panic, and fun all rolled into one beautiful machine.
As soon as it comes out of the closet, they start grinning like idiots.
Then they both head for the couch as fast as possible.
Then they start laughing and screaming for us to get started.
The minute we start pushing the thing, they'd running back and forth between the kitchen and the couch...laughing their little blonde heads off.
They taunt us with "vacuum my feet" and "don't get me!"
They run faster than I thought possible.
They slam their little bodies into the side of the couch and scramble to help each other to "safety" before they get vacuumed.
They scream "come on...I rescue you" and "don't get vacuumed up!"
It's hysterical.
This week, the fun was brought to another level. Husband let the vacuum run for a while to get some shelves clean with the hose.
The Crazies would run to the body of the vacuum, dip their heads toward it just to feel the air on their hair, and then keep running.
They circled the house about 60 times while Husband and I stood in the kitchen and talked about things.
They were having such a good time and I finally had to ask..."what are you doing with your hair?"
Only to be answered with "I showering!"
Of course...why didn't I realize that?
So, it's the little things...the games they make up...the rules that only they know...the decisions that lead to me taking pictures of Matt "mowing the lawn" in his underwear...these are the things I want to remember.
And so I blog.
13 comments:
aaaawwww, they are adorable. Love the silly games!
Puck is obsessed with vacuuming. It used to be cute, but now that he is almost 7 it's annoying;). Sometimes I just want to vacuum in peace, LOL!
we used to play with the vacuum! so fun!
YES, it most definitely is the little things that make the lasting impressions. My girls rarely play with toys, but will play for hours with a laundry basket and an empty diaper box.
Love that M & H play games with the vacuum cleaner. My girls are TERRIFIED. Seriously, like if something gets spilled, they will say (so sad and serious it would break your heart), "Don't vacuum it, Mama!"
This is definitely why I blog. My kids crack up at the vaccuum too. Maggie is amazed by it.
haha. our kids ask us to vacuum every.single.day. they sit on the couch with a pillow on top of their legs (maybe it protects them??). they LOVE it!
i love these little things. :)
Oh, you need a video of this!
My kids love to play similar games when I vacuum!
Yes, this is the reason I blog too. :)
ha! too cute. My kids fight over the 'pretend vacuums' which are really old baby push toys (not even vacuums) and "help" us vacuum when we do it for real.
They're also terrified that I'll sweep up their toys so all I have to do is mention I'm going to vacuum and they rush to pick every. little. thing. up. (Ok...so maybe ONE time, I sucked up a matchbox car...and let it stay there to prove a point...) Works every time!!!
How very fun for them!! Too funny!
This is why my three have two toy vacuums, and three brooms. A bunch of weirdos, huh?
When Tot was a baby, she used to RIDE our vacuum. No lie, no kidding. Every. Single. Time.
If you can't remember the silly stuff, what's the point?!
Gianna is actually still scared shitless of the vacuum cleaner. It's quite ridiculous, actually.
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