It is (high pitched voice) awesome! It might not get everything spotless, but I really don't care. I'm not a spotless person. My house is lived-in and I'm on day two of a vicious migraine.
I turned it on and it went two feet before picking up a rainbow loom hook. I extracted it and explained how these things work. My kids have now named it Floory/Wally/Zoomy/Botbot/Rosie and have decided that it eats dog hair. They don't want their new robot pet to choke on small things, so they're rushing around to pick up all their toys before it gets to them. They've decided that he or she is a desert robot and can't get wet so that Tanith doesn't try to water it.
My kids are cleaning their rooms without being bribed, begged, or told to clean. It's a freaking Christmas miracle.
I'm just sitting here drinking tea and typing with my pinkies up like a lady while the electronic servant does my bidding. Living like Jane Jetson.
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