My girls love hanging around while I do chores. If I'm washing dishes, Lena is next to me playing in the suds. If I'm cleaning the bathroom, Maggie is spraying vinegar water on the mirror and scrubbing the sink with baking soda. (NOTE: After becoming aware of their enthusiasm for bathroom cleaning, I made each of my girls a small caddy of cleaning supplies including a spice shaker of baking soda, a sprayer for vinegar water, and some brightly-colored sponges. They promptly lost interest.)
The other day as I was folding laundry, I found myself saying repeatedly, "Girls! Please don't knock over my piles!" Suddenly, it hit me. They could be doing this job! We put on Schoolhouse Rock and had a folding party. Not every article of clothing was folded with the precision and care to which I am accustomed, but who cares? The clothes are going into a drawer that will only be opened by the girls as they hunt for just-the-right-pants-for-this-shirt.
One less chore for Mommy, one more valuable life skill for her girls. Why didn't I think of this before???
No comments:
Post a Comment