I've been trying to introduce the boy to the concept of an eight hour work day. He hasn't gotten it yet. Fortunately, I've got three days off in a row next week, so I'll be able to supervise more realistically--letting him know when his breaks and lunch fit in, helping him stay on task without needing a step-by-step breakdown, helping him learn how to be self-directive and learning to pay attention to details. He's already getting better. Areas I've asked him to clean out have needed only a little touch-up. Only one spot really needed serious work after he'd cleaned it, but that was only because he didn't listen to instructions (using chemicals instead of clean water to prep an area for refinishing, so I had to wash it again.)
He's growing up fast, and I think he'll start to realize his own progress and grow even faster when he learns how to learn.
This is a really rewarding time to be a parent. I'd like to take pride in creating a functional human being, but I can't take credit for very much except some rudimentary teaching, but even that ... in so many ways, he's created himself. I just gave him a few materials, and away he went.
If only the house could clean itself over time ... hmm. That gives me a story idea.
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