"Mommy, come look at this!"

When a mother hears the words, "come look at this!" sugar and spice and all things nice is not what she invisions. Logan yelled these words from upstairs just I got dinner on the table. He stood at the top of the stairs with his proudest grin waiting to show me that he had completely cleaned up Peyton's room! He even "made" her bed and put her "cuddles" neatly in a row. After much, much praise, I asked him why he did it. His reply, "When she wakes up in the morning, I don't want her to have to clean her room so she can come downstairs and play." Directly before that he had "set up" a tea party in her room for her. I am so proud of him!