The other day I took the vacuum out to clean off the rug in our dining room. It sits under the table so it gets pretty disgusting. As I rolled the vacuum out Noah ran into our bedroom for a few minutes and reappeared with the Dustbuster to help me. Adorable! I joked with Scott that it was pretty impressive since I can count on one hand the number of times Noah has seen me vacuum (Scott is much better at that job than I am).