When Zoe folds laundry.

(it was dark when I took this photo, so it’s not my best work ever, but the scene was so funny, I took a picture anyway!)

Last night after dinner, Zoe took it upon herself to fold a basketful of laundry. She actually did a pretty good job (she always loves to fold towels and washcloths), but it just never occurs to her to stack laundry as she folds. So, it kind of looks like a bomb went off when she’s done.  Lisey actually came upstairs, surveyed the living room and asked, “What happened here??”.

After she folded the laundry, she came into the kitchen and offered to dry some dishes for me (“I would love to dry some dishes, Mommy.  I’ll be right there!”)

I wonder if her anxiousness to help might be related to her being the youngest.  She’s so used to everyone else being able to do jobs and chores, and I think she feels grown-up when she can be helpful.