Another one for the vacuum man

Mia spilled an entire carton of blue cheese crumbles on the kitchen floor.  The 76 or so year old kitchen floor with the gaps between the floor boards wide enough to lose a small child in.

As I was cleaning the mess up, the crumbly, smooshed mess that required a knife to scrap the cracks out, I stupidly carried out a dialogue with my 2 1/2 yo daughter.

“Dang it Mia, I have told you not to get into the refrigerator, haven’t I”

Mia: “Yes you have.”

Me:  “But you do it anyway, and now there is cheese all over the floor”

Mia:  “Yes, there is cheese on the floor….and my shoes”  to which she stomped her foot and sent more cheese flying.

Me:  “Oh, Mia.  Who do you think has to clean up this mess???”

Mia:  “DADDY!!!  Charge the vacuum!!”