My little manimal.

This morning I left Clark alone while I got dressed. I heard an awful banging sound and when I came to investigate, Clark was in the laundry room with the broom banging it on the freezer, washer, walls, everything--trying to get it out. I thought, how funny. I wonder why he wants to use the broom.

Then I walked into the kitchen and I wondered no more.



I started sweeping it up my $3.47 worth of Fruity Cheerios (I'm not bitter--I promise), but thought I should take a picture to show Josh. Also notice how he lovingly takes his banana slices off his plate so he can eat directly from the table.