Gracie is all about helping me me in the kitchen lately. As I wash dishes in the sink, I hear her say, "I help you, Mommy" and then she lugs the foot stool over to the sink or counter and offers (sometimes demands) the use of her services. Right now, "the services" offered make more puddles and messes than decrease in workload, but I'm not turning down the help. When her coordination comes, I know I'll be wanting that help. There's no sense stifling the desire now. Here's hoping that in five years I'm still hearing, "I'll help you, Mommy!"
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Kitchen help
Gracie is all about helping me me in the kitchen lately. As I wash dishes in the sink, I hear her say, "I help you, Mommy" and then she lugs the foot stool over to the sink or counter and offers (sometimes demands) the use of her services. Right now, "the services" offered make more puddles and messes than decrease in workload, but I'm not turning down the help. When her coordination comes, I know I'll be wanting that help. There's no sense stifling the desire now. Here's hoping that in five years I'm still hearing, "I'll help you, Mommy!"
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