A new standard...

...of cleanliness, that is. Especially house cleanliness - the floors in our house to be more specific. Yesterday, after catching Baby Sister with a hardened, day-old macaroni noodle from the previous day's lunch in her mouth, it became painstakingly obvious that the old standards and my usual housekeeping routine were woefully inadequate to compete with a 10-month old who's entire existence is spent within very close proximity to the floor and her penchant for finding teeny-tiny objects (ie: hardened macaroni noodles, bits of outdoor debris dragged in on the bottom of someone's shoe, a small bit of wood off the back of a wooden puzzle, a tiny rock) and then immediately sticking those teeny-tiny objects into her mouth (as a baby, the Girl never put things in her mouth so this is uncharted territory). I'd rather spend my time doing just about anything (playing with the Girls, reading, posting blogs, crafting, shopping, scooping dog poo, getting teeth pulled - well maybe not that last one) other than household chores and as of late, the floors have been severely neglected. Partially out of laziness and procrastination but more so because of a defunct vacuum cleaner which has sat idle in our garage for the past couple of months. Don't fret, it's not as though our carpet hasn't been vacuumed in months, it has been, on a handful of occasions when J has dragged his shop vac in to do the job. But after Baby Sister's antics yesterday, which required the retrieval of several small objects from her mouth (surprisingly none of which happened to be any of the innumerable small toys that the Girl leaves lying
around) I quickly came to the conclusion that more frequent (maybe even daily, gasp!)vacuuming was in order and so this evening after dinner, J took the Girls and the above-mentioned defunct vacuum back to the store that it was purchased from, traded up and came back with this. Kinda like 'Cash for Clunkers.'