So, today I told Faith to clean her room. It had gotten to a point where I couldn’t even walk through the mess anymore. I set a timer and told her she had 20 minutes to finish it. Just before the timer rang, she walks downstairs, proud as punch, and happily announces that her room is clean. When I walk upstairs to check, I note that the floor is completely clear, the bed is made, and everything is off her dresser…and that is because she spent her 20 minutes gathering it all up and tossing it into the hallway. So as I type there is a mound of toys, laundry and bottles in my upstairs hallway.
I sit down with her on her bed, and I say, “Faith, did you do your very best to clean your room?”
“Yup!” she says while rocking from heel to toe, Mickey Mouse-styles.
“OK, Let me ask another way,” I say, “Faith are you proud of the work you did in your room? Would you put the Vanderveen name on this job that you did.”
“Yup!” She chirps, still very proud of herself.
“OK, let me try again: Faith, did you put everything in your room away where it’s supposed to go?”
“Yup! I put it outside. Now you can clean it up, mommy!”
The Vanderveen Team
Maxwell South Star Realty
Phone: 403.253.5678 Fax: 403.592.6736