Mopping for the First Time

It's one thing to volunteer, it's another thing to volunteer with your 6 and 4 year old. Last night we were at the Summit House, an intentional community house for Sioux Falls Seminary students in one of the more under-resoruced parts of Sioux Falls. Most of our group was painting downstairs, but I wasn't willing to bite that off with my brood so we decided to mop the dining area and kitchen. The boys wanted to go right for the mopping, not understanding that we had to sweep the floors first. Apparently, sweeping isn't as fun as mopping since it doesn't involve a bucket, a lever, and soapy water that we can splash all over the place. Once swept, we had to locate a second mop and bucket, because we were not ok with the idea of sharing a bucket, no no, we had to have our own. That's understandable. So we filled them with soapy water, and took to mopping the floor. Of course, water went everywhere, of course a water filled mop was too heavy for them, and of course they missed more than they mopped (and of course, Dad had to mop up the standing water drawing bewildered looks from the boys- why are you mopping again?). But in the middle of it all, Riley says to Wes, 'do you realize Wes this is our first time mopping?'. Priceless.