He's a hard working little boy

I love the way Nathan gets out the mop every time I sweep. Then I have mixed feelings when he heads straight for the pile I've just swept. But one of the biggest smiles I've ever seen was when I let him help me mop the floor. I put his chubby little hands on the handle and covered them with mine. He looked at me with a thank you on his face. Our strokes together were so so painfully small, but we laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed. My sides are still feelin' it. I have the best job ever!