Helper

Liv was especially helpful this weekend. She helped me out in the studio -- I was arranging and cleaning and installing some hardware on the cabinets. She helped me drill holes ("I can push the button!") and she screwed in the drawer-pulls and the vacuumed out each of the drawers and when she finished she moved on to cleaning the floor. This wasn't "helping" -- the kind of help where it's more of a toddler hindering you. This was real help. As she was vacuuming and she would come across something that she was nervous about sucking up, she would pick it up, come over top me and ask. And when I said "yes" she'd grin a big grin and pop it into the vacuum hose. She also pretend-helped me, by copying my activities. At one point I was tightening the drawers on the cabinet and she picked up a screw driver and pretended to adjust and level the drawers. It was super cute. She fetched me a snack, brought out bubbly water when I was thirsty (she actually brought out five bottles, but that's OK.) and returned teh dishes when I was done. At one point she was leaving the studio and said, "Daddy, I can help you again if you want." Later, I came in the house and Jenny said that Liv had been helping her too, by laying out a cherry tomato on the cutting board, letting Jenny slice it in half, then telling Jenny to take the knife away and liv would pick up the halves and toss them into the bowl. She'd then retrieve another cherry tomato an d start the process again. I'm not sure where that fits on the "help hinder" spectrum.

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