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Haley Helps Too

Haley has been seeing a lot of productivity go down in our household.  I have been spending a lot of energy cleaning, organizing,and maintaining the house with the assistance of my dearly beloved.  And over the past few days, I can't help but notice and adore Haley's "can do" attitude.  Because toys and playing are so overrated....

I was cleaning house, so she got a baby wipe out and started wiping down her grocery cart saying "I clean too, momma."

Don't mind the white blanket fort.  Ian was helping my out by running the vacuum.  Look who found a vacuum her size and followed Dad around the entire house "helping".

This one is hard to see, but she is helping push the lawn mower.
PS LOVE our new swing set.  Got for under $200 off Craigslist. --It could probably use some stain, but I haven't decided if we are that motivated or now.

And this is just what I caught on camera.  She ALWAYS helps unload and load the dishwasher, the dryer, and whatever else she can reach.  She LOVES when I ask her to help me bake--she is a big fan of turning the kitchen aid mixer on and off.  She helps Ian carry out the trash.  Helpfulness is wasted on the very young. I wish I could hold off on this helping attitude until she was an able-bodied teenager. 

I simply love her to pieces.

Oh BTW, happy October 1st everyone.  It is my birthday month, and that is an awesome thing.  This could also be, possibly, but not likely, baby boy Abbott's birthday month. I highly doubt I will go that early, but one can hope.  I plan to spend the first few weeks of the month finishing my household projects and then the end of the month will be dedicated to getting myself groomed (haircut, brow wax, pedi, etc).  That along with the other fun fall activities should make for a quick and wonderful month.  I just love fall.

Ight kids, I am off to bed.  Nighty night.  

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