My little Helper

It's so hard to get mad at your toddler for trying to help.

I was watching my friend's kids while she took her finals at school.  That meant that I had 4 kids ages 3 and under most of the afternoon.  It was fun... and busy.  It was funny to watch Ada and Lizzie eat "silly noodles" and blow raspberries at each other... But then the fun started.  Sammy finished his bottle and was ready for his nap... and James was hungry but he NEVER lets me feed him.  He let me give him bottles months ago, but the last few times that I've watched him he won't eat until his mom comes back... he just cries.  That means that he was crying, and Sammy was crying and the girls were making a mess.  I went to put Sammy to bed and Lizzie came upstairs to go potty.  She washed her hands and then peed in the middle of the bathroom floor.  While I tried to take care of that I went to get her spare clothes from the diaper bag and caught Ada trying to help James.  She had seen me trying to feed him some applesauce... so when he had kept crying she had climbed onto the table, retrieved the applesauce, and then had proceeded to try to feed him.  Wow what a mess!  He had applesauce all over his face from his nose on down... all over his clothes, the blanket he was laying on, and on the kitchen floor.  When I walked in, Ada just looked at me like... look mom, I'm helping.  After saving James from my all too willing to help toddler I went back upstairs to finish helping Lizzie and I decided that Ada needed to come upstairs too.  I don't think I'll trust her with crying babies for a little while.