Until they realize what chores really are, most little ones typically enjoy helping their mama out, don't they? It is not a surprise that Vienne was no exception. Not only did she love to help out, but she just liked things neat and tidy and clean...for the most part.
(this was her perch, from a very young age. She would play, she would eat, and she would assist me. I never thought it odd that my baby sat on the counter...until I had Ivy. I would never even consider putting Ivy on the counter...at least not yet. It's funny how instinctively you just *know* your children. Vienne never crawled, so once you sat her in one spot, she stayed put. Simple as that. And, of course, I was ALWAYS right next to her, like in this picture. Ivy is my little investigator...mobile. She won't be my counter helper...she'll most likely stand on a stool next to me and help.)
(I love this video glimpsing into my earlier years with Vienne, in our home at the beach. She's probably a bit over a year old, I think. Here she is in her closet, organizing the clothes. Oh. My. Word. She had too too many clothes!)
(another sweet video of my Girl picking up clips and putting them into the jar. She loved these little "clean up" activities. She displayed her organizational skills and tidiness at a very early age. And, please excuse my anal retentive nagging to pick up every last piece! So funny to look back on yourself in videos.
Another thing I realized when just watching this video is how I really didn't worry about the possibility of Vienne putting these tiny pieces into her mouth. She NEVER put things in her mouth! She was that strange perfect baby, like that. Now, I don't think I would even consider putting these tiny clips into Ivy's hair for fear that she would pull one out and put it in her mouth. And, I play "clean up" with Ivy but never with tiny things like this.)
(those little rice puffs spilled all over the floor and she ran to get the broom...)
(I very clearly remember this one - we were out in the garage and she found a cleaning rag, picked it up, and started to buff the car! I had to run and get the camera!)
(another favorite clean up game - I would spill the straws and she just loved to put them all back into the box. And, of course, don't we all just LOVE her face, here?!)
(her perch, at the back of the sink, once she was walking. Of course, I never left the side of the sink...but she would sit here and make "soup" in a bowl in the sink, while I cooked. I LOVED having her right by me, watching me, and learning as I made meals)
(ok, so this is a pretty long and repetitive video...but all videos are treasures to me. This one is funny in showing her neurotic cleanliness)
(Daddy's helper...putting caps on the beer bottles)
(baking cookies, together, this past summer)
(and, when we were done baking, she asked if she could clean the dishes! Ummmm...Yes, of course! How darling is she?!)
I don't have any other photos of her cleaning at an older age...but in the last year, she very much loved to dust and clean the bathroom sinks. I would set the stool in front of the sink, give her a sponge and douse the sink with our homemade cleaning solution so it was safe on her skin. She LOVED to clean and polish those sinks til they sparkled. This past summer we had finally set up a loose chore chart for her. I remember, at one point, she was trying to save up money to buy a new My Little Pony - Rainbow Dash. She and I spent time on eBay trying to find the exact one she desired.
I miss all of these little things...these normal things we do with little children. Teaching them, training them, giving them goals, and rewarding them.
I am so anxious for these times to come with Ivy. And, she is certainly proving to be my next little helper...
(this is Ivy, helping to put laundry into the dryer. I put a little pile of wet socks on the floor for her, and she usually puts them in, one by one, ever so meticulously. Just like her sister.)