21 November 2011

SINCEREST FORM OF FLATTERY

Roan is deeply in the throes of the imitation phase of toddlerhood.  He is rapidly absorbing and then repeating everything that we all do.  It's a bit like having a small, spastic mirror around and it's a bit intimidating.  For one thing, Roan's obsession with sweeping has expanded into a full blown Joan Crawford style cleaning frenzy.  At every opportunity he is wiping down the baseboards or scrubbing the top of his highchair.  In the bathtub I gave him a washcloth with soap and instead of washing himself he began polishing the tiles. 

Clearly he has picked this up from us adults, and it does feel like we are all cleaning, washing, or folding something eternally, but if this were true then why does our house look like a yard sale most of the time?

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