My son loves domestic chores. For ages he has been a bit obsessed with the washing machine, loading and unloading, and knows how to choose the correct programme for clothes, bedding and nappies. He also loves to help with cooking, mixing up his scrambled egg for example. His favourite "toys" are a couple of my saucepans and a wooden spoon, which he uses to pretend to cook in a very lifelike way - it's clear he's watched us both intently and is copying what he's seen. His latest thing is washing up. Whenever I go near the sink, he drags a chair over and comes to "help". This is all fine - the problem comes when I'm in the living room or upstairs feeding Daisy, and I hear the familiar scrape of the chair across the floor. I come into the kitchen to find him stood at the sink with the tap on full-blast, half a bottle of washing up liquid emptied into the bowl and bubbles everywhere.
I am trying to look on the positive side of all this - he will be able to look after himself when he's a teenager, do his own washing, make his own snacks and wash up after himself (who am I kidding?!?)
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