Monday, May 18, 2009
The Window Washer
Every year, I pay a guy to wash all my windows. I hate washing windows and he does a great job....so, it is well worth the $30 I give him. Well, this year, his window washing was a great treat for Sassy. As he cleaned each window, she ran to it, and stared at him while he cleaned. She would even kindly point out spots that he had missed....creating spots on the inside for me to clean.
When she bored with this activity, she pulled me by the hand to the front window and showed me the "guy's" tools that he had left on the lawn.
She whispered, "Look Mom....he left them. They are ours forever."
Always a party-pooper I said, "No, he will be back to get them."
Sassy replied, "Let's go out and take them! Then we can make a lot of money!" She looked at me with a hopeful gleam in her eye.
I told her, "No...that would be stealing. And, I would rather eat rocks than clean other people's windows."
She said, "Rocks? You eat rocks? Are they tasty?"
Ahhhh....the mind of a four-year-old. We talked about rocks the rest of the day.
Side Note: Now that my windows are clean on the outside, I can see just how filthy they are on the inside....anyone want to perform a little Service? I am providing the opportunity...rather generous don't you think?
Is it just me or does the Spiderman on the right have love handles?