I like it. Unlike me, my son is clean. Unlike me, he puts things back where they belong. If he sees a piece of clothing sticking out from one of the dresser drawers, he will go fix it. If he sees a teeny tiny piece of lint on the floor, he will go pick it up and throw it in the trash. Just the other day, he screamed, "Mommy, pick it up please," about our neighbor’s trash can because it had tipped over.
He is nothing like me.
He is everything like his daddy.