Well, my almost 3 year old likes to color. She even asked me if she could. But I got distracted and later I found what she had been coloring.
I said, "Where do we color?"She said, "Color on paper."I said, "What's this?"She said, "Sa* stool."I said, "Okay, now you have to clean it up."
*[translation: It's a]
(photo by Cynthia Maloney)
So I gave her a green scrubby pad with some baking soda and dish soap and she started scrubbing. I kid you not, she scrubbed that sa stool for an hour! It's clean. I might have to spend 30 seconds on a couple places she missed, but you've never seen anything like it. She scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed. She didn't play outside with her siblings. She scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed.
You'd think I'm telling this story because I'm proud of her. I'm not. She was supposed to hate every minute of it. She was supposed to think of the consequences of scrubbing before she dared take a crayon to anything other than paper.
I think she likes cleaning up messes. Let's just hope she doesn't make a mess just for the sake of cleaning it up.
PS... I'm hiding the Sharpies.