It was a long weekend filled with chores. Jennifer and I ripped up gardens, measured decks, cut grass, planted pots and cleaned the garage.
That’s quite a “honey do” list to get done in one weekend, especially with a toddler underfoot. But here’s the best part – Zacharie is so excited to be outside and to be part of the team, he asks – nay, BEGS to be involved in the process.
So everytime Zacharie took a piece over from one side to the other, I would take it back. For most of the day we moved that pile, interspersed with lunch, snack, bike and wagon rides and a nap, and he moved the same 4 sticks all day long.
He would carry it over, I would carry it back. He would carry it over, I would carry it back.
And he loved it. And I loved him.