Friday, April 11, 2008

Cinderella!




After I saw mommy scrubbing the floor under my high chair where I spilled at lunch, I walked over to Mommy's drawer where she keeps all her rags (I've seen her go hundreds of times when she needs to wash my face!) and I got out a wash cloth and started helping mommy scrub the floor. Daddy got the video camera out and mommy started flashing her camera. I don't know what all the fuss was about, but they kept laughing at me and calling me Cinderella. I didn't care, I just kept scrubbing the floor. Mommy was so proud of me and said I can help her scrub anytime I want!

7 comments:

Life Is Great with Eight said...

What a good girl, Cinderella! When you are done helping your mommy you are more than welcome to come on over to help me with my housework... ANYTIME!

tamijo said...

lol Emery, Don't start they will never let you stop. Trust me.. I still have to fold clothes everytime I go home. Just because I thought it looked like fun.

They are laughing but only because they know what is in store for you! :)

tamijo said...

I just reread that. Did you say "walked" over to the drawer? Are you walking and no one told me?

Offically the last to know everything, Tami Jo

Anonymous said...

Auntie Tami, Mommy said not to listen to a word you say. She is already teaching me to love cleaning and to make lists just like her. . . and that someday she said I will enjoy bossing my little brother or sister around and make them help me cross things off my list too, just like she did with you! As you can see I'm already off to a great start! That Mommy is so smart, starting me off so young!

Emery

tamijo said...

Emery! "LISTS".. NO not the lists anything but the lists. Don't fall into the trap. Lists are not fun. First your mom starts out with, "Tami I have a great idea mom's gone how about we clean the WHOLE house?!! First we'll start with your room and I'll stick my feet under the bed... THEN pretend to be stuck. So that you freak out and probably will be scared for the rest of your life..." Then I respond with "Ok, Mistie. I love your lists lets do it."


See you think that would end good. It doesn't. The next thing they'll tell ya, Emery, is that your mom is an Alien.

With love... your Aunt Mimi

Anonymous said...

Oh Mimi! That is not how Mommy said the story went!!! She also mentioned something about you not having a sense of humor growing up. . . whatever that means!!!

Love you Mimi!!!

Christine said...

Oh Emery, lists are a GREAT thing, and cleaning is fun! The other great thing is having a younger sibling so that they can help you with those things on your list. Those are the times it's good to be the oldest. I know your daddy and uncle Eric had so much fun helping me.

Love, Christine