I took Edie to see our new apartment yesterday, and to get the keys. She ran in circles in each of the bedrooms, asked Roy, the landlord, to turn on the ceiling fans, rang the doorbell, took the toilet for a test drive, and waved to the horse living on the back porch of the house beyond the trees out back. I showed her which bedroom was hers and she laid down on the floor to make a carpet angel.
On the way in to see the place, Edie told Isaiah that we were going to get an apartment because our old room is full of dirty clothes. I said, “Edie, those clothes are clean. They are just all over the floor because we haven’t put them away.” I am so excited for Edie to have her own clothes hamper. Our washer and dryer are in the hallway, so she can help with the laundry. If there is one thing I’ve learned from MTV about parenting, it’s that kids need chores or they will turn into spoiled, entitled, self-righteous bad kids who smoke and wear too much eyeliner (World’s Strictest Parents). MTV or no MTV, I’ve always wanted to raise Edie to help out around the house, because it’s her home too, and if she doesn’t learn how to wash dishes and do laundry and pick up her toys, she’ll turn into me, and then her daughter will tell people that they are moving because the old house is full of dirty clothes.
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