Along with a few other things like being able to dress themselves and wipe their own butts, CHORES are one of the Best.Freakin.Parts. about being a parent right now.
Sure, chores sucked when I was a kid -- I had to dust the house, vacuum, clean the bathroom and do the dishes every night. I felt like a slave! Oh moooommmm, can't I just SKIP it this week? My mom would pretty much tell me to shut up and get to work.
But now...hehehe...it's MY turn to be the slave driver. Yessssss.
Ava is still learning - she thinks that throwing herself on the floor and screaming is going to get her out of it. She hasn't figured out that her mom is the slave drivahhh! Um yea, that Satan act ain't gonna work around here, girlfriend. I just tell her if she doesn't clean her room, she has to move out. That's worked so far, but I'm brainstorming notes on what I'll tell her when she figures that she doesn't have to pack up her room and live in the backyard.
Jack, on the other hand, is pretty good about chores. Oh god, did I just jinx myself? He (amazingly) doesn't mind cleaning. You should see his room -- it's perfectly organized, always picked up, and everything is in its place. He's been like that since birth. I don't know where it comes from -- he didn't get it from me, and The Hubs isn't OCD about cleanliness, either. I think it's just Jack. I'm not complaining. I tell him every Sunday when "it's time" and, if I'm lucky, he'll just say "ok" and go to it. I pay him a dollar a job.
What I enjoy the most about chores? That I don't have to clean the whole freakin house by myself anymore. Whooo! The Hubs helps out on Sundays, too, so sometimes I will just stand there and listen to the rest of the family...cleaning...dusting....vacumming....and oh my god....it's not me doing it? I have help?
Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus, for allowing my kids to grow up to the age where they can wipe their own asses and clean their rooms. God is great.