As soon as I chose this title I couldn't help but instantly think of the song Mother's Little Helper by the Rolling Stones (Are you singing it now? Probably not.), but alas that is certainly not what I am talking about. Although some days....I probably could be tempted! Kidding....mostly....ok 99% kidding...maybe 98%.
Let's just move on.
Over the past month Ethan has become very interested in everything Michael and I are doing. He copies us getting ready, he wants to eat/drink what we do, but mostly he wants to help with whatever task is at hand. He "helps" me swiffer the floors, mows the driveway when daddy mows the lawn and always wants to help feed Lola although I'm pretty sure that's because he's more interested in sneaking a bite or two of her food along the way. Thank goodness it's organic right?
Lately though it's turned into more than that. He thinks he must help me with EVERYTHING: loading the dryer, unloading the dishwasher, helping me cook, pushing the cart at the store. It may make everything take a bajillion times longer than it usually would, but I'm still encouraging it.
At this point I may not need the help, but I know that when I'm obesely pregnant or have a newborn in my arms, I'm going to need this little guys help no matter how long it takes. I see a wonderful paci/bottle retriever in my future!
And no, I'm not using my kid. Ok, maybe slightly. But honestly? I really have high hopes that it will help him transition better into the role of big brother. I'm not sure how E will react to a little competition around the house, but I'm hoping that by making sure he has a role in the whole thing that it will make the transition easier.
Let's just hope this mommy's little helper routine continues on into his teens. :)
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