Doing Diapers
About a year ago, my darling toddler was not a helper. Completely normal. At times she was the complete opposite of helper--a destroyer. Being a "destroyer" was particularly evident on what I call diaper days (the days I wash diapers).
When I would need to wash the cloth diapers, I would have to wait until Ginny was distracted before I could load the washer or hang the diapers on the drying rack. The latter proved to be a particular challenge on bad weather days when the rack had to stay inside. Ginny would seek out the rack on those days so she could remove the wet diapers from the rack. If we weren't paying attention, we would look and see wet diapers every where from the kitchen to the living room. In order to avoid any more issues, we would put the drying rack in our bedroom, with the door closed, on bad weather days.
Not long ago, a switch in her little head was made. I don't know what prompted it, but Ginny stopped removing the diapers. She would leave them alone. The poor diapers could dry in peace.
| Helping Daddy put the diapers on the drying rack |
I'm grateful to have a little one so willing to help out! At times, it proves more work and patience for me, but the end result of the pride in her smile makes it worth it.
**To read the others in this series, just click the following links:
Bath Time for Grace
Closing the Doors
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