As I have said before, J looooooves the vacuum. He gets super excited when “the ladies” come on “dursdays” because “they have a big black bacuum and a liddle lellow bacuum.” However, our cleaning ladies have been on hiatus because they take vacation in August. So they haven’t been here in awhile and as a result, I can’t even tell you the number of times he has asked me where they are with “their big black bacuum” and “their liddle lellow bacuum” and whether their “big red bacuum has new basheries yet?” and that I should tell the “ladies” that “it needs to be chaaged.” The “big red bacuum” was the one they used to come with, but it is broken. And not it-can-be-fixed-broken, but let’s-trash-it-broken. Apparently, in the mind of a 2 year old whenever something is broken, it needs new batteries or it needs to be charged. So in honor of the big red vacuum who is in vacuum heaven and causing much heartbreak to the J …
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