So Elli LOVES to "help" me fold laundry. Well, she LOVES to "help" me get it out of the basket. I figure she is just keeping them fluffed because she pulls everything out and then tosses each piece she can up into the air over and over again. That is, until I put everything back in the hamper for her to pull out all over again. We have a routine by now. I make sure the floor is clean, she attacks the pile of clothes and I fold what I can before she rips it out of the hamper. We put it back and start all over again. And then she spies the clothes on the couch that I have folded already, lunges for them, we wrestle a while, and then she sees something shiney that distracts her attention and I continue folding. It's a good time.
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That's funny! Libby did/does the very same thing. Then it turned somehow into her attacking the things that I am holding up to fold (shirts, towels, and especially sheets) with crazed glee. She has learned by now that the things that are already folded are off limits and she (usually) leaves them alone except to go and sit on the pile. What a beautiful dress the had on!
I was finally able to view this after seeing a blank white spot on the blog for 3 days. for some reason today it showed up as the video clip. Cute baby helping mommy. Isn't she a good girl and a big girl?
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