how to pretend to clean

Today is the day for cleaning. Every Saturday I get out of bed and begin a mass rejuvenation of our home in an effort to be ready for Sunday. This typically means running a few loads of laundry through, making sure the dishwasher is empty, and straightening up. We are clean people in the base case.

Today was not a typical Saturday. Today I learned how to look like I'm trying out for the spot of Organizer lady on Clean House, but really just cuddle the whole time. Walter teaches me things everyday.

Every time I tried to clean, Walter would make this frustrated noise and shoot me a look. His message was loud and clear: "Mom! For heaven's sake, why must you be so OCD?!" Like father, like son.

So instead of pristine and ready for the Sabbath, my table is covered in mail and empty rice cereal bottles. Peter Pan is on the floor under a walker covered in toys. A packet of typewriter paper (where did that come from?) is next to a miniature globe.

Today was a fabulous day.