This morning at breakfast my son, ever honest, told me that our house was dusty and I needed to clean it. I promptly replied with "Maybe you should dust it," as is my reply to anyone who tries to give me more work. He thought that was a great idea. So after he finished his breakfast and got dressed I got him a dry rag to dust with. He started at the bookshelf, dusting only the shelf at his eye level. Remarking that he was giving us a "nice clean house." His sister quickly came over to investigate what her brother was doing with a "Kaleb, what are you doing?" in Laina. He told her how he was dusting and she then wanted to dust too. I said she was too little, that dusting is for big kids. I figure I'll try the same logic as toothbrushing, make them beg to do it and then when I agree make them think it is a special treat. Pretty soon I figure I won't have to desire someone to come in and clean for me, as I will have two children chomping at the bit to do housework. Although, I will have to do a little teaching about dusting more than just those things at your eye level.