Sometimes Help is Overrated

Micah was sick the other night, so I kept him home from school the next day. He was in recovery mode, which meant that he was perfectly able to help with the housework.

I was folding the towels from the dryer when he realized that I wasn't in his sight. He found me in the laundry room, and then proceeded to occupy himself with a chore as well because apparently it was chore time. He got a scoop of dog food to refill the bowl. I had just fed the dogs and thought, "Wow, they were hungry." No. No they weren't. He dumped a whole scoop of food on top of the full bowl anyway. Since it spilled out onto the floor, he tried minimizing the mess by patting it down.



That didn't work, so he scooped up as much as he could and threw it in the kitchen sink.



That task being tended to, he came back to the laundry room to see what else he could help with. Why, look! There are balls in the dryer! Silly Mama, balls don't belong in the dryer, those are dog toys. He grabbed them and ran to find a dog to play fetch with. I heard them hit the floor, but as our dogs aren't big fans of the game of fetch, nothing further happened.

(And as a word of warning, do not waste your hard earned money on those useless dryer balls. You've been warned. The only reason they're still tumbling around in my dryer is because I paid for them and by golly they're going to tumble around there forever whether they work or not. It makes me feel better at least.)

I finished folding and ran upstairs to get another load of laundry. As I was coming back down the steps I heard the washer being turned on. They created the child lock feature for kids just like mine. Unfortunately you can't lock it when it's not in use. Micah took his shirt off and tossed it in the washer. No water had been in contact with the shirt yet so I took it out and put it back on him. After starting my own load of laundry, and engaging the child lock feature so that he couldn't turn it off mid-cycle, I headed in to find my dryer balls.

I started the puppies on solid food today and put them in an easy-to-clean private suite. The easy-to-clean feature also makes it easy-access for Micah. The puppies were the recipients of Micah's generous ball-sharing today. And now we have dryer balls that need cleaned.



The easy-access private suite is lacking a door, so I propped a barrier up to block the puppies' escape. Micah found this quite inappropriate and removed it to make puppy escapes easy. It was. They did. And they pooped on the floor.

When I was done cleaning the floor I turned around the clean up the private suite. Tink beat me to it. Finally, help that was appreciated today. A little gross, but appreciated nonetheless.


There are some things that I never thought I would utter, and this is one of them. Some days I could probably do with a little less help around here.