So my silly boys LOVE vacuums. It's a funny little fetish, but cute none-the-less. Recently, I have hated vacuums, because I've had two die on me in the last 3 months. And trust me, we need a vacuum around the house these days with how much dirt the boys pack around! So, I finally bucked up the cash and bought a new vacuum. I took the boys with me to the vacuum store, and initially was going to leave them in the car, but then remember how much they love vacuums. They were in heaven! They ran from vacuum to vacuum, pointing, squealing, screaming, jabbering. It was hilarious; I think the workers were quite surprised that kids would be that entirely enthuasic about vacuums!
Last Friday, I found the boys' dream toy: a vacuum. Although I thought $8 was a bit of a splurge at a resale, I couldn't help it! It makes the vacuum noise and everything. That afternoon, Seth woke up first from his nap and I showed him the vacuum: 40 minutes of playing by himself. Then Sam woke up, and Seth immediately rolled the vacuum over to Sammy to "show" him and give him his turn. I was so touched! What a good brother. That afternoon, while I vacuumed with my new "toy", one boys followed behind with his vacuum and the other with his broom. It was quite the family affair.
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