Taking out the Trash

Yesterday, as I was tying up the trash bag to take it out, H quickly got down from his chair and said in his own way that they wanted to help take the trash out. This is not unusual. He frequently insists not only on accompanying me down the driveway to the trash can, but also on carrying a bag himself. If the bag is too heavy or awkward for him, we will carry it together. If he is playing outside and sees me halfway down the driveway with the trash, he will run after me, crying that he didn't get to help with the trash. Of course, I will wait for him, and we will proceed together. What fun to have a little helper during this mundane task.

Sometimes H is for "Helping"

.... because sometimes those clean clothes wind up in the hamper with all the dirty clothes.

H is for Helping

I have another little helper whose efforts surprise me. I like to fold and sort the clean clothes in the living room. There is space to spread out, and then the kids can take their stack (or stacks) of clothes to their rooms from there. H is no exception.

I sometimes help him, but lately, he has recognized his clothes, then disappeared with them, depositing them in whatever drawer he sees fit. His jammies end up in his shirt drawer, as do his pants. Occasionally, he gets distracted by clothing he likes, and I find evidence of his searches through his drawers to find that special shirt.

Today, when the older kids had stacks of clothes to put away, H made up for his lack of clothes by picking up the stack of rags and walking off with them. I had to gently point him in the right direction, showing him where they belong.  He then returned to the living room to get the rest of them and put them away.

Overall, I am happy that he wants to help, even if his helping sometimes makes a bit of a mess.

Mommy's Little Helper

K has become quite the little helper. She has volunteered to change dirty diapers, helps mop the floors, and offers to help with dinner. What a blessing to have her around the house.

K and her doll helping measure cream for the Wallenbergare we ate for dinner.



Making pancakes by herself. She measured and mixed the ingredients, then poured the batter on the pan and flipped them.