In reality though, I clean my house multiple times a day. As I clean each a room I have a little person trailing behind me undoing all the work I've just done. I swear he thinks his helping? 

I have now just put him to bed, and following the same routine as I do every night. Picking up all his toys. Stacking away all the DVDs. Wiping down his high hair. Sometimes I wonder what I did before I had him? How did I fill in time? I must have led a pretty boring life, because i couldn't think of anything more entertaining than his cheeky face as his tearing my house to pieces 😂