Does this cleaning stuff ever end?

My mom sends me emails with pictures when she has Luke on Mondays, which for the past few weeks have honestly been all that get me through the day. This picture was one from a few weeks ago - Luke loves to sweep.


The next sequence of pictures and captions were from this morning:

"It's back to work on Monday morning."


"Let me see if I remember how to do this."


"Grandma, can I quit now?"


"Can I at least take my morning break?"


Grandma is such a slave driver!