I am pretty sure that OCD may have taken over my 4 year old.
Yesterday morning, Mini #1 looks away from his breakfast by the window where the sun is beaming in and you can see those evil dust flecks floating around mocking us.
Mini #1 says "Mom, I hate dust."
I reply that yes, I indeed do as well.
A few minutes later he says again "This dust is making our house dirty. I really hate dust."
This boy gets me. I knew there was a reason or two why I loved him sooooo much.
Later in the afternoon, he is playing in his room where the sun has now shifted and is beaming through his bedroom dormer.
Mini #1: (yells downstairs) "Mom, I can't play like this."
Me: What's wrong?
Mini #1: "The dust is in my room now. I can see it. (then in a song) Dust, dust go away. You're making our house dirty."
Perhaps there is a Mommy and Me therapy session that we can go to together to work through our dust rage.
Dust, WE WILL WIN SOMEDAY! You may win a battle or two, but the war is mine (and now Mini #1's.)
Have a great day.
**I would like to point out that in case there are any new readers or people that skim over my OCD tendancies, I dust daily and can't stand it. You know the