You won’t believe what Vince was doing when I walked into the house. He was cleaning his room! We run a pretty relaxed house around here; we don’t ask Vince to clean his room because it’s as much his parents’ fault that it’s a mess as it is his. We leave old magazines on the floor and all of Edda’s clothes that are scattered are our fault too because she shares Vincent’s room and since she can’t use her hands, there is only so much of the mess you can blame on her.
He even made his bed and arranged the stuffed animals neatly on the pillow.