That's what He said

After showering this morning I opened the door.  Michael came running in and told me that I couldn't open the door because the frog would go away and he wouldn't be able to clean the frog off the mirror.  So, he closed the door.  "It's my job to clean the frog off."  I handed him the squeegee and picked him up.  He stands on the counter and cleans off the fog.  He LOVES to do it.  I stand right behind him.  He cleans the WHOLE mirror off then, when he's satisfied with his work, he hands me the squeegee and gets help down.  And since a blog is always better with a picture, here's a picture of Michael at the Patio 2 years ago.