The other morning Gavin came into our room to say Good morning and noticed that on dads side of the bed there were clothes laying on the floor. Not a lot... just his work clothes and then his 'after work' clothes. Gavin said very matter of fact
"Dad you sure do make a mess with all these clothes... you should pick them up and put them where they belong"
Mom: "where do dirty clothes goes?"
Gavin: "in the basket"
Mom: "what about if they are clean?"
Gavin: "on the bed" (this is our little rule... if it's dirty it goes in the basket if it's clean you can put it on your bed or dresser so mom knows it's clean and can fold it since I haven't taught them that yet)
and then this is where it really gave me a giggle...
Gavin: "you know dad... I don't put my clothes in the basket because you don't... you're not being a good in-fuence on me. I'll tell you what, if you start picking up your clothes I'll pick up mine. Is that a deal or what?"
Dad: "good deal buddy, you're right I should have picked my clothes up"
Gavin: "that's okay dad... i'll do it for you today"
and then he happily picked up all dads clothes and put them in the basket and helped me put away the clean ones.
These are the little moments I hope to never forget... priceless