The importance of clarity

Yesterday, I poked my head into the playroom to see how the boys were doing. They were supposed to be cleaning up, but had been in there for quite some time.

As soon as he noticed me looking, my oldest naturally started picking things up as quickly as he could. His little brother just looked up at me with his big brown eyes. He had a pile of blocks in front of him, one that looked suspiciously like a tower.

I met his gaze. “You’re cleaning up, right?”

The little guy nodded emphatically. “Yes.”

I turned to his brother. “Getting everything picked up?”

He tossed some train tracks into a drawer. “Yep.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the little guy sneaking a block on to his tower. I looked at him. “You’re picking everything up?”

Again, he gave me one of his emphatic nods. “Yes.”

“That means blocks, too.”


I guess the word “everything” wasn’t quite clear enough.

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