Pig Pen

I think I need a Roomba. Did I spell that correctly? It doesn't matter how many times I vacuum, a certain someone comes right along a dirties up the floor again. Because most of our house has concrete floors, we bought a canister vacuum because of the hard floor attachment. I literally use it in some form or fashion everyday. I think at Christmas I am going to stick a bow on it because it seems to be permanent decoration at our house. Jack loves to ride the canister part when I vacuum. You would think a baby would be scared of the noise, but he's okay with it. He thinks anything that moves is the best. He even drives baby dolls. The girls think it's funny for a while. If I had a Roomba, it could go constantly around my house. I wonder if I could tie it on the back end of Jack. That sure would make life easier. He's just like " Pig Pen", with the cloud of dirt and food trailing behind already. You know I inherited that vigorous scrub from my mom and Nana, so he doesn't stay that way long. Laundry calls...