My little one loves to help wash dishes. But I’ve had enough broken glass in the sink (last time it was all on me) to let my little one start from the beginning. I have to prepare for my little helper. I like to wash the breakables and pokables and then let my helper help while I finish up the rest. The thing is, lately, being separated by a baby gate for any more time than it takes for me to put food on a plate is too much. The result was an hour’s worth of dishwashing, by someone other than me, on Friday night while I occupied my baby.
Because the dishes have been adding up and the whole issue was weighing on me, I tried to figure out what to do.
The holidays can be very hard - especially when loved ones are gone. But we started a tradition this year that made my heart full.