Caleb loves to help. When I make lunch he often takes out a pan and spoon (or "poon" as he calls them) and makes lunch along side me. I had to buy him his own broom so he'd stop trying to take mine while I slept and he's wonderful at helping me take the laundry from the washer and put it in the dryer.
I'm currently knitting a dress for Ada and he knows it. He'll point to it and say "Ada. Dress! Yarn!" But earlier this week he added "help" to the end of the sentence. He brought it to me and insisted on sitting in my lap and helping with the dress. We sat there and knit, and with my right hand over his he "helped" me wrap the yarn around the needle as I explained what we were doing.
That little boy melts my heart.
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