Washing and teaching

I did laundry this morning. The customers were the typical middle of a workday type: retirees and stay-at-home moms. But since schools were closed for Presidents Day, the mom’s had their kids with them. Things were calm, though.

Some earlier patrons had left used fabric softener sheets scattered about. Sigh. It happens all the time. I picked up the half dozen or so that were near me and put them in the very handy trash barrel. I left the others because I would have been bumping into folks.

Then I saw one of the kids, about seven or eight years old, picking up the rest of the discarded sheets. Ah, the powers of behavior modeling — though I imagine the boy had been raised right to begin with.