August 27, 2017: I love vacuums.  When I was little, the sound of a vacuum would put me to sleep. Now they don’t put me to sleep, I just love watching them. As soon as I hear one I have to find it and look at it. Mommy says I’m like a moth to a flame. Whatever that means. Today mommy vacuumed the family room. Daddy yelled ‘vacuum monster’ and told us we had to get on the couch so it wouldn’t get us. Really? Jameson and I played along to make him feel better. I’ve heard facing your fears is the best way to get over them. Maybe daddy wouldn’t be so afraid if he used the vacuum once in a while.