When they arrived in the penthouse, she scanned their mess. She had decided to reorganize the kitchen first thing this morning, but had run out of time before the dance class, and so everything they owned was still out on the counters. Bo’s blocks were everywhere, and other things were untidy too. She’d expected to have plenty of time to deal with it all after their walk in the park.
“Okay, guys, are you ready?” April asked.
“It’s very messy,” Bo whined.
“Yeah, but it’s nothing we can’t clean up in a few minutes if we’re organized, right?” April asked. “Here’s the plan. Bo, you clean up blocks while I put the kitchen back together. Minerva, you float.”
“What does that mean?” Minerva asked.
“Sorry,” April said. “When you work in a restaurant sometimes you have a floating server. That person walks around and handles everything the other people aren’t doing. It just means you help out where you can.”
“On it,” Minerva said.
They sprang into action, and before long, the house was looking more like itself.
She couldn’t help but notice that when Bo was finished with her blocks, she helped her sister tidy up the living room.
And they both came into the kitchen to help her put away the last of the food cells.
A week ago, Bo would have had a fit about putting those blocks away. April was sure of it. And Minerva would have been in her room the whole time, oblivious to the life being lived around her.
She was very certain that she had made mistakes as a new nanny, but April was proud that she’d helped the girls spend more time together. It was icing on the cake to see that the two of them took a lot of satisfaction in being helpful.
“That was borderline miraculous,” she congratulated them. “How do you feel?”
“I’m going to see Daddy,” Bo yelled happily.
Before April could respond, the elevator chimed.
Her heart pounded with joy and anticipation as Bo ran for the doors, arms outstretched.