DS-almost-2 was sweeping with his little broom and then dropped this bomb:

"I need you to move my little table. I want to sweep under my little table. I don't want to live in a dirty house."

Apparently he's starting to notice my slack housekeeping and doesn't approve. To my credit, I had cleaned the condo 3 days earlier, so things were in fairly good order.

What is to give light must endure burning.