Yes, it does appear that Bryn has taken after me with her obsession (want to call it love, but it's not even close) for cleaning the dining room. The other day as they were slurping down blueberry/banana smoothies, she couldn't help but jump up and clean every purple puddle that Henry dripped on the table, bib and his lap. He was a tad annoyed at first since his only focus was on how quickly he could empty his bowl, but he later gave up and used it to his own advantage. While she was wiping him up he reached over and started pouring her smoothie into his bowl.
Last night after dinner, Bryn was whining for water so I hooked her up with a sippy cup full but she lost it and shoved a washcloth in my face, crying "water on towel". She wanted me to put water on her cloth so she could get on her hands and knees and clean under the table. I think she was under there for at least 15 minutes and was so proud of herself when she deemed it clean. This may not work out bad for us after all!!
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