Clean Up

Little Buckaroo and I had a Cowboy Festival adventure all lined up for the weekend but on Thursday night I started to feel run down. Since I'm always on the go I hardly (really never) get rest. I need to start listening to my body and try to relax as much as I can with an active two year old. By Friday I was really feeling sick so I knew for sure we'd have to skip the Cowboy Festival. I hate missing out on new adventures, especially this one. Guess there is always next year. Saturday came and I was able to catch some extra z's lying on the couch while Little Buckaroo played with his latest obsession, the vacuums. I woke up every now and then to check on him. When I finally got up I woke to two vacuum's, a broom and a dustpan sprawled across the living room and my clean clothes were halfway loaded into the washing machine. I had to laugh out loud. Little Buckaroo has always enjoyed playing clean up with the brooms and now with the vacuums but trying to do laundry. He cracks me up, I can only hope he continues to want to clean up as he gets older but I have a feeling that's wishful thinking.

happy, happy, joy, joy