little man of the house

Tyson is out of town this week, which always makes me dread bedtime. I hate trying to figure out how to get two kids to go to sleep. Anyway, tonight Coleson was ready for bed long before Landon was. So, I told Landon he needed to play quietly while I nursed Coleson to sleep. He sat down for quite a while next to us with a fun new puzzle book he got for his birthday from Gretchen. Then he put that away, including all the pieces, which is somewhat rare for him as we usually battle over cleaning up, and ran to the kitchen. Pretty soon he ran back to ask me if a few different things could be recycled. Then I heard the water running in the sink. Turns out, he was in the kitchen tidying up (!!!) by putting the recyclables in the bin and rinsing off the dishes. Um, hi, did you just turn three or twenty-three? I was so amazed! I thanked him a couple times over and told him that I was proud of how responsible he is becoming. Now, if I can just get him to do this every night . . .