This morning I was vacuuming
the front entrance when I looked up and saw Ben standing at the gate. As a side note, Ben has never liked the loud sound
of the vacuum cleaner (which I use as a poor excuse when my floors aren’t as
clean as they should be). I turned off
the vacuum cleaner to hear what he was saying...
Me: "Yes Ben?”
Ben: “Mommy,
you’re my best friend!”
Me: “Aw
Ben, that’s so sweet.”
Ben: “I
no want you to vacuum.”
Nicely
played kid, you pulled at my heartstrings but I still have to clean the floors.
