November 6, 2011I seem to recall a similar scene when Pearl was this age and wishing I could have a house elf. Now I have a house elf who thinks it's pert-near impossible for her body to move when it's time to pick up. A big house elf who is a good help but who secretly wishes I have a sole-purpose-in-life-is-to-clean gene that will kick in. And this pint-sized house elf who for some reason tonight, really did want to help scrub the floor and pick up all the toys.
Too bad I've learned from his older sister that the magical cleaning powers of house elves don't last very long.
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