Tonight Mike and Makayla went to her dance practice and then they were staying later to practice the Daddy/Daughter dance that they will be performing at Makayla's dance recital. So that left me with the two boys. I needed to go to the store to get some milk and other things so we went to the store. By the time we got home I was a little frazzled from having Zachary scream (not cry) the whole time I was checking out and driving home. So I rushed to put the milk in the fridge and then left all the rest of the non-refrigerated items in their bags in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Brandon grabbed his bagel that I had gotten him and he sat on the floor and watched Garfield while I nursed Mr. Zachary. After Brandon was done, he got up and went to the fridge and opened it up. Since I'm nursing (and lazy....er....tired), I kept yelling at Brandon to close the fridge, but never bothered to look to see what he was doing.
After a while, Brandon came back in the living room and I got up to change my now stinky Zachary. Then I walked into the kitchen, first thing I noticed is that all the reusable grocery bags were hanging up on the chair. I thought, okay, he put them up there with all the items still in the bag, but then I looked inside them.....nothing. I started to look around and that is when I got a little choked up, he had put all my groceries away! I called for him and gave him big hugs and kisses and had him show me where he put everything.
He had put the cantaloupe and watermelon up on the counter. The juice in the fridge (and made room by putting other juices in other spots), put the cereal as high as he could reach, and then some on a lower shelf.
I know it doesn't sound like much, but when your almost 3 year old helps you out without even being asked and puts it all in the right spot...let's just say...I was super proud!
I love my Mr. B!!!!
(Let's hope he's my helper even when he's a teenager!)
