It all started when I noticed something about my sis, Chip. She is really good at finding things that her little guys, who are 4 and almost 3, can do to help out around the house. For instance, she has her little one take grapes off the vines and put them in a colander for washing. Seriously, isn't that a great idea? I mean, it's totally something that he can do, with little to no supervision, and it's something that needs to be done.
|Chip's big and bigger guys, plus Roger, helping AKD feel welcome|
|The mysterious cheese slicer|
Chip is always on the lookout for little ways to make her boys feel important and contribute to the family. Always. In fact, I've seen her in action at other people's houses. Other people who look at her funny when she asks if her boys can help by doing some small, specific action. Because Chip knows that it's a great way to keep them busy, and therefore out of trouble, plus build up their self-esteem and confidence because they're helping. She's brilliant, Chip is.
My own family's supper-time chore rotation was born as a direct result of me watching Chip's big boy take the recycling out to the garage.
|MC taking out the trash (22 months old)|
|MC helping with the laundry (22 months). |
He's completing the crucially important whisking step,
after which he completed the equally important
Fast forward to another day. I was again folding laundry (never.ending) and Roger asked if he could do the washcloths. I said sure, and when those were done he thought he'd try the hand towels. And then, all of a sudden, he couldn't get enough. He actually unfolded the bath towels that I had already folded so that he could refold them. I managed to stop him before he refolded all of the towels in the bathroom.
|The towel folding monster strikes again!|
But you know, there are worse types of monsters to have.