Yesterday evening, Macey took a very long time "finishing her dinner", and came upstairs asking me to come see "Mommy's surprise". I was greeted by this sight when I went downstairs:
The table wiped off neatly, the floor (mostly) swept, and the dishwasher emptied, all without me asking or knowing!
Tonight's surprise was neither purposefully planned nor pleasant. I spent the last few hours before bedtime working downstairs, and came up to be greeted by this sight:
It was neat and clean this afternoon...
