We rented the Rug Doctor to clean our carpets. And no, it's not an actual doctor (according to our children), or a movie (according to Val).
We shifted all our furniture so we could clean under them. We uncovered marbles, Lego pieces, Nerf gun bullets, the head of a Frozen doll, crumbs (lots), several uncooked spaghetti strands (don't ask me why), magnetic tiles... A family's hidden treasure.
We rented the machine for 8 hours and got the job comfortably done in 6. The husband started to feel under the weather as he cleaned.
Val happened to be coming for dinner and stayed to help with bedtime routine while the husband went to bed early. He fell asleep before the babies at 8.30pm. Val played games with the older ones and read them a story before tucking them into bed.
I was glad for Val's presence today. I'm also grateful for the faithfulness of the husband to do the menial work that needs doing around the home. Our home is now refreshed and more ready for the year ahead.
We're well and truly spent from all the organising, cleaning and heavy lifting today.
At bedtime:
Our little lady tried to drink water from her bottle while lying down. She ended up with a rude shock when she poured water on her face instead.
Our little man didn't chuckle the way I did, but he did go and get her a new PJ top to change into. He picked out a Paw Patrol one he knew she liked. For all their bickering, it's heartwarming to witness moments like these.
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