So, it's no secret...I'm a bit of a neat freak. I get small panic attacks when things aren't just so in my home. It's been a crazy ride since I had a child because I can no longer leave a room clean and expect it to look the same when I come back to it. My days consist of playing with Logan, putting her down for a nap, cleaning up Logan's mess, getting her up, playing with her toys some more, putting her down, cleaning up her mess....you get the picture. Anyway, I have to say, I believe it's never too young to teach your children the value in cleanliness, and my child seems to be picking up on it just by my example. This afternoon I locked the two of us in my bedroom and spent 2 1/2 hours doing a deep clean and purge. I finished dusting, gave Logan a paper towel (because she loves to tear them up into tiny pieces that are hard to pick up) and when I turned back around I found her doing this:
Oh yes, the child is dusting the dresser.
No, I absolutely did not prompt her to do this.
I have truly died and gone to heaven.
Mike and I got Logan a vacuum for Christmas to kind of help promote the cleanliness and she's in love with the thing. She loves to vacuum up her little messes and just giggles away while the vacuum cleaner and dust hose talk to each other. 
I can't lie, it warms my heart to see my child pretending to clean.
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