Kiana is becoming such a little helper. She wants to help me do dishes, she likes to help me with laundry, she likes to help out in the kitchen, she wants to help bring groceries in from the car... just to name a few. But there are some things that she has just had to learn to do on her own simply because I am not able. I am often amazed by her balance and coordination, maybe because mine is so poor. If she wants a glass of water she has to get it herself. If I need help getting the carton of eggs out of the fridge, and it’s within her reach, I’ll ask her. This may be a disaster waiting to happen, but no more than if I did it myself.
Normally I will pour her a glass of milk at the table, but if I pour it at the counter then she has to carry it to the table herself. If she has food left on her plate or in her bowl after her meal I ask her to carry it carefully to the kitchen sink. I could do it, but it’s an easier task for her.
I was taking a new bag of chicken out of the freezer the other day and it was heavy so I had to set it down on the floor. Kiana asked if it was too heavy and wanted to help me. I told her that it would be too heavy for her and that I had to do it. She then wanted to hold my hand to help me walk over with the bag to the kitchen sink. She's so helpful, caring, and sweet.
When she notices that I’m having difficulty walking or about to lose my balance she’ll hold out her hand and say that she wants to help me.
She has learned to become independent, and at this age anyway, she wants to help.