Earning his keep

So, a few days ago Weston spilled millet all over the kitchen floor. I wasn't that sad, because lets face it - even a health nut like me can't figure out much to do with millet. (Although as a complete aside, I do love millet bread.) But I was irritated with the mess, so I decided that Weston could just clean it up himself. I got out the light cordless vacuum and let him go at it. You would have thought I'd given him a triple scooped ice cream cone. He was in heaven! He's always had a fascination with vacuums that I will never understand, but I figure I should use it to my advantage. He actually did a pretty good job. Here's the little guy in action...You may notice that all the chairs had been moved - that's because he wanted to vacuum under the kitchen table too!I figure he's the perfect guy for the job, because he's still short enough to almost fit under there... besides, look at that happy face! He even went to investigate a few times when it seems something had become stuck...I could hardly believe how well things were going, until I found him drinking on the job.He had so much fun that he even went to the effort of putting toys away that were in his path! I'm not going to lie, it was marvellous. When we were all done I went to quickly to do something in the office, and when I emerged, this miraculous sight was mine to behold:For the first time in his entire life, Weston crawled up on the couch, and put himself to sleep! Yeah, I'm still waiting for a repeat on that one. :) Needless to say, it was a good morning.