Edison has been going to the bakery two to three times a week to perform magic tricks for customers entering and exiting the bakery. This was a big deal for me, to let him go, but I've been doing well about allowing him to go after all of his chores are done. Each morning, he's responsible for making his bed, straightening his room, feeding and watering the goats and chickens and then doing whatever else I ask him to do, like sweeping the garage or carrying something up or down the stairs for me. This morning, I asked him to clean the refrigerator, and he did an awesome job. He fell off of his bike yesterday and scraped up his hand, so he wasn't able to wash the shelves and drawers in the sink, but I did it, he dried them and then put them back. It's wonderful to open the fridge and not be afraid of what might jump out at you.
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