I tried to resist it, but the Spring Cleaning Fairy hit me this morning. This happened directly after Liam duped out all of Annabelle's five gallon bucket of toys and threw them around the entire living room. That wouldn't be an issue really, except I was about to sweep. So, I asked Liam to pick them up for me so that I could sweep, and of course, being the awesome kid he is, responded with 'Okay!' and went to start picking them up. I then, for the remainder of the day, gave him the title 'Mr. Helpful'! Which he totally loved. He helped with the toys, he helped with cleaning off the fronts of the stove and cabinets, which consisted of him getting a towel and wrapping it around him as a 'baby wrap', then wrapping me. Next, was cleaning out the fridge. I've been meaning to do this the day before grocery day, but for whatever reason, it's always slipped my mind, and I get home and load yummy, clean, fresh produce in a milk circled, random lettuce/herb dried leaf bits, unknown sticky smudged fridge. I couldn't do it anymore. Liam loved to help with the door. I unloaded all the containers and bottles and wiped it down, and he would have the task of replacing them.
Then....BEST PART OF LIAM'S ENTIRE DAY....my parents dropped off Blaze and Ripley as they went out of town for the weekend. It took some coercing for Liam to go down for a nap. He really wanted to play with the dogs. I finally convinced him that the dogs were taking a nap outside and once he woke up they could come inside and all play together. Let me just say, nap was short, and I wasn't too surprised. Usually, Liam will come and find me as soon as he wakes up after about two hours and spend some time cuddling and snuggling while he wakes up. Nope, not today. He woke up, left his room, saw me in my room on the way out, and walked right on by. Didn't even hesitate. I heard the back door open from my bedroom and all the hounds stampeding in. Liam Heaven.
I think it's hard to determine who is more excited though when you compare Liam and Honey. She gets really crazy. I'm talking rolling around on the floor, running, jumping, wrestling, nipping, tackling, chasing, etc. the other dogs. She just can't contain herself.
