Teaching Brother Manners

I've spent the better part of the past two years trying to teach my slightly older big brother Digby a few things about housekeeping. First, I've tried to teach him that vacuums are for biting and we must avoid them at all cost, but he doesn't budge when it comes out.

He does, however, insist on drooling water throughout the house because he is, after all, a slobby boy. I bark at him to be less messy, but it has fallen on deaf boy ears. Or so I thought. Tonight, my silly brother FINALLY got the message to clean up after himself. He picked up the drool towel and began to wipe the floor with it immediately after drinking, and then drooling, many cups of water. Once he was done, he brought it over to mommy and asked her to inspect his work (here he is with rag in mouth, taking it to mommy).

A sisters' work is never done, but every once in a while, you can call it a successful day! Today was that day! Way to go, brother!