Kiffanie loves to help, and it’s a great way for her to become acquainted with the routines of our home. If I carry a laundry basket, she’s sure to be holding one of the handles. If one of us is in the kitchen, Kiffanie points to herself and says, “Kiffanie prepare manger” (Kiffanie prepare eat/food). If I start to open a can she’ll reach for it and scurry for the can opener. Every time I hand her a can she says, “Thank you, my mommy!” She “helps” Daddy as he plays his dulcimer. (Usually resulting in less music and more giggles.) It may take longer to get some jobs done with the extra “help,” but I don’t know how we managed without this eager little helper.
Tomorrow I hope to begin adding posts of the newly organized photos from Ken’s time in the Democratic Republic of Congo! I’ll give the poll one more day, so feel free to vote on yesterday’s post if you haven’t. (I’m impressed at how many voted! Thank you!)