One day last week the boys spent the afternoon with me. My train of thought was to work them to the point that they couldn’t help but take a good nap. So I asked them if they wanted to scrub the front porch, knowing all the while that their answer would be yes.

So they scrubbed,

and they rinsed,

and they scrubbed,

and they rinsed. They never did get all the soap off…and I finally just quit trying. You see, when I got them started, I had half of a big jug of Pine-Sol. But I went to the barn to get a nozzle, and when I returned…

there truly was a “powerful scent of clean“.