Car cleaning crew!


We got back this afternoon from our weekend getaway, refreshed and happy and with a VERY dirty car. Decided we should get some cleaning done. Needless to say, the twins were infinitely more excited about this than we were and so, armed with a few rag cloths, a bucket and some soap we headed down to the parking lot. 

The boys enjoyed dipping the cloth into the soapy water and wringing it dry (sid figured out that another fairly efficient though messy way to get the water out of the cloth is to flap it wildly in the air).


They ‘cleaned’ up all the car doors and the trunk barely allowing me to help. So my job was to point to all the dirty spots and they would scrub away while my husband got the mats and seats sorted. 



Soon the car had drippy soapy streaks and the boys had suds in their hair at which point it was no longer about the car…they decided to clean each other up. I had to eventually cut the ‘bathing’ short when Sid announced that he was going to pull off his shorts and pee. 

The boys enjoyed their first car cleaning experience and, to their credit, they managed to get a decent bit of cleaning done before the bohemians in them took over and it all turned ‘sud’denly into our very own soap opera! 



Got them into a warm shower after that…they tired themselves out with the car cleaning and were ready to hit the sack as soon as they were done with dinner!


About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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