Emerson got the cleaning gene. Not from me though. When she sees the yard guys mowing our grassy, she calls them "messy" because of the grass flying all over. So when her Dad was cleaning the jeep, she jumped right in. Now, if she would apply her love for cleaning to toy up keep instead of pulling everything we own out the cabinets we'd be set. Here's to hope. Until then I think we can get her a side job. What do you think?
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