Well, Max is fifteen months old, now, so we felt that it was long past time to introduce some chores into his life. Since neither Ian nor I enjoy cleaning, we both feel that this arrangement will work out well for everyone. We have had varying degrees of success with our chore implementation -- we had almost no luck, for instance, getting Max to replace the light bulbs, and I don't even want to talk about the mess he made out of balancing our checkbook. He has proven quite adept, however, at basic cleaning. Here he is preparing to vacuum -- only fair, really, when you consider that he makes most of the mess on the floor.
Max is really a wonderful duster, and could almost make a profession out of it if not for the fact that a lot of the things that need dusting are far higher than his head.
We thought about getting him a child-sized broom, but we don't want to spoil him. Life is hard, and the sooner you learn to overcome obstacles, the better.