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Isaak helps Mommy

Isaak is constantly busy and I mean constantly busy. He likes me to be his playmate all the time and if I'm cooking, cleaning or doing anything else he wants to watch television. He is slightly obsessed with cars. When I turn on the DVD player he starts dancing around the room and giggling while he shouts out--Go!Go!Go! It makes me want to turn the television on just to see him get so happy. So I've been stressing out about his tv obsession so I wanted to get him involved in some of the stuff that I have to do. I make bread every week, so I enlisted his help. He would turn on the kitchenaide and I would turn it off and add more ingredients. I was adding the flour and I told him--Don't touch the button--No touch--Okay? He smiled at me and I bent over to get the last cup of flour.
I'm sure you can tell from the picture that he didn't listen. Right as I bent over I heard him push the lever all the way to high speed. Flour was everywhere. I had a second where I debated my reaction, but when Isaak looked at me with flour all over his eyelashes I just started laughing hysterically. I couldn't stop. I brushed the flour off of his head and out of his eyes, then I realized that i needed to take a picture. Isaak was not too happy about the picture because he hates being dirty and he wanted me to clean off his hands and shirt immediately. But I'm actually looking forward to making bread with him again. Having him help made the task seem less tedious.
Then while I cooked dinner Isaak helped cut some things up for me. Well actually he didn't, but he tried valiantly to use everything I gave him to practice cutting. He is fascinated with knives probably because we always say--don't touch those! they make big owies! He did a great job playing while I made dinner. It hasn't worked every night, but I keep trying new things. Mostly I try to finish before he wakes up from his nap. The other day I had dinner cooked by 2pm! Craziness! If you have any good ideas on how to keep children amused let me know! Or even any fun creative things to do.

Comments

DottieLou said…
goodness he looks so big standing there by the mixer.... he is losing his baby look..... with you books worked....but I know with Issac that will not work... good luck
Heather said…
He looks so mad in the messy picture. How funny!
Tina said…
That first photo is priceless!!!! I love it and I miss you! These moments are so much fun and so much work. But what an incredible memory! :)

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