I am very proud of my boys’ room. It looks so good, and of course, they’ve been playing like crazy in there now that they can actually find their toys. It’s amazing how that works.
I have no misconceptions, however, of how easily it can slip right back into it’s state of absolute chaos. Or how quickly.
But I do have hope. They always love it when they come home from school to a cleaned up room. But maybe this time is different. I know I’m different.
They have now seen that it is possible to have the house look decent without an impending visit from someone. I think they’re actually used to the living room looking nice. I was so excited when I had them clean the living room one day a while back, and they were able to do it very thoroughly without asking me a thousand times where to put something or having me come in to point out the things they hadn’t noticed. I think this is because they now know what it should look like, where honestly, they probably didn’t really know before. It so rarely looked “like it’s supposed to look” that to them, messy was normal.
They have both mentioned to me how much they love their room now and that they are going to keep it that way. When I showed them the spots where certain things should go, there was a light of understanding in their eyes, and it didn’t seem like I was speaking a foreign language.
So I have hope, but I do also know that it’s my job to train them. It is taking me a long time to build my habits, and it will take them time as well.