Kissing the vacuum

For the longest time, Jadyn and Liana both cried at the mere sight of our very old, very outdated red vacuum. So, also for the longest time, I avoided cleaning the floors with it unless they were out of the house or alseep.

Then, they transitioned to crying when they see it to tolerating it when it was on -- because, frankly, I have to clean.

Now, it is an understatement to say that they LOVE it. They follow me around, ask to be picked up as I vacuum, pull its cord, and pretend to use it themselves.

But, the best part is that when it's time to put it away, they both hug it and then kiss it. They watch it roll into its corner of the pantry and blow kisses at it.

Imagine the love they'd feel for a nice, new, shiny pink one?

This post was written in an attempt to win a Pink Dyson vacuum.

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