You adapt and you learn how to do things with a little one under foot. I've learned that there's no point in picking up the toys off the floor 5 times a day because they'll just be back on the floor again for a 6th time. Or that its pointless to vacuum the living room every time something falls on the floor. It was more work than what was needed. I've learned to save cleaning time for when she goes down for a nap and when she goes down at night. It'll last a lot longer then, trust me.
Now that our little Hazel Peach (her nickname) has turned two this weekend, I couldn't help but sit back and think of how her little hands have become little helping hands lately. She loves to help whenever she get the chance.
- She helps "wash" dishes, I use this term loosely because she really only helps so that she can play in the bubbles.
- She helps me vacuum.
- She likes to pull the vacuum cord out of the wall all the time shouting, "PULL, PULL."
- She really like to help Grammie feed the chickens and collect eggs.
- She picks up her toys for me.
- She likes to work with tools to help mama and daddy fix things around the house.
- She hands me one piece of laundry at a time out of the basket when we're folding laundry.
"I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do." ~Edward Everett Hale