It's undecided whether or not this trait will stick around, but the family is definitely trying to keep it. Brant has become a neat-lover (freak is such a harsh term.)
The first evidence came one morning this weekend. Maren was ready to go out the door and called for Brant to come. He stalled a little bit, but not for the usual no good reasons. He responded that he had "to finish cleaning the playroom." Say what??? The parents hadn't even hinted that this needed to be done. The only plausible explanation is that there are now extra toy storage shelves and bins in the room, and most toys have a home. Maybe Brant's year in Montessori has molded him to appreciate a little bit of order. HIP, HIP, HOORAY!
The story continues...
This morning, Mother heard Son huff in frustration. "What's wrong, Brant?" With a little coaxing, he explained, "I just cleaned this place up and now there's a big mess." He pointed to the pile of clean clothes waiting to be folded on the carpet next to the drier. To ease his mind, Mother promised to have the mess put away before he got home from school. Hmmm, role reversal??? (And you can bet she was scurrying around before it was time to go get him!)
This evening, Mother helped older daughter do her homework until Father came home for dinner. At one point, she leaned back to sneak a peak and check on Brant in the living room. "Whatcha doin'?" "Cleaning up the living room, but Laney keeps messing things up!"
Oh please oh please oh please let this new side of Brant stay!