Watching a two year old with a mop or broom is like watching a wrecking ball with all he comes in contact with...it is just a matter of time before something gets run into or over. Today, it was the cat.
In the end though, I am not going to deny him the joy of helping mama out. I doubt he will have the same enthusiasm for cleaning when he is twelve. I am publishing these pictures partly for later use...proof of a cheerful and willing helper! :)
I am currently in the market for a child-sized broom and mop, hoping that might help reign in the terror for all other occupants in our house.
Tomorrow (Monday) we head to Sioux Falls for our next feeding clinic appointment. We are hoping the specialists see the progress we have seen since our last appointment in November and we can keep progressing down the road of weaning off of the feeding tube towards normal eating!