Teagan has really gotten into helping me with laundry lately. Considering the fact that our laundry increased exponentially with her birth, I'm happy to accept the help.
She loves to push the buttons, but before we get there she has to help me load. I pulled the clothes out of the washing machine, made sure we could dry them (with the way we're growing, we can't afford to shrink some things) and handed them to her to transfer to the dryer. She said "thank you" for EVERY SINGLE ARTICLE of clothing I handed her. The British in her, my Mum claims. We're nothing if not polite.
It was so
cute that I could almost forgive her for pulling out a pair of my pants
and gasping "So big!" Almost.
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