Bursting with pride

We asked the boys to clean up the playroom before going up for baths last night. Several minutes later, Grayson went in to check on their progress:

Grayson: "WHAT is taking you so long? You haven't made ANY progress and it's been like five minutes."

Nathaniel: "I'm sorting the markers before I put them up, so they'll be really easy to find next time."

I don't care that it was probably a stall tactic to avoid going upstairs. SOMETHING IS ACTUALLY SINKING IN. I COULDN'T BE MORE PROUD.

And yes, my priorities are probably slightly out of whack.