Thursday, March 3, 2011

The Difference Between Boys and Girls--The Vacuum

E has a couple of irrational fears, one of them being the vacuum cleaner. I have no idea where it came from (I didn't torment her as a baby, I swear!), but she has so kindly (and intentionally, grr!) instilled this fear into her sister.


M, on the other hand, has decided to completely ignore his big sisters' silliness about the vacuum cleaner and loves it!

Here's how a typical morning in house goes when I decide to vacuum:

C (and E, if she's home): gets excited, then panics (before I've even considered turning the vacuum on), then runs and jumps on her bed.

M: gets excited, then tried to steal the extensions so he can sword fight with them.

C: sits on her bed, laughing because I can't get her, but worriedly reminds me not to get her.

M: sits in front of the vacuum cleaner (laughing) so I'll push the vacuum into him.

C: follows me from room to room, begging me not to get her.

M: follows me from room to room begging me to get him.

Seriously! What is up with these kids? How were they all possibly born to the same parents?


  1. Heh! Well, in my house both of the boys are scared of the vacuum cleaner... Cory I can understand because we had one that was louder than a jet... inside our house! The new one is significantly quieter and Noah is still afraid of it. Even if he's safely enthroned in his high chair he's crying. And Cory will still go hide under his covers. I wonder if a third child would be unafraid, boy or girl?

  2. My oldest son is terrified of the vaccuum, but my youngest isn't. They are so different in so many other ways...


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