Little Helper

I was finishing up the laundry this morning, so I carried the hanging shirts into our bedroom to hang up. I placed them on the bed to go get hangers, and Troy crawled up the side of the bed and nestled himself under the covers. When I came back, I found him and my wife laying on the bed reading a book.

As soon as he saw the hangers, Troy popped up to play with them. But what he did next surprised me. Instead of running off with them, like he normally does, he stood up on the bed and started hanging them on the canopy rods over our bed. Mama’s hangers over here. Dada’s hangers over there.

After he’d sorted them all; I took one down, put a shirt on it, and handed it back to him. He took the shirt, stretched up on his toes, and hung it on the rod. I put another shirt on a hanger, and we repeated the process. He even hung my wife’s shirts on a different rod from mine.

Once all of the shirts were swaying gently from the rods over our bed, Troy decided to hide in the clothes. All you could see were his little feet below the shirts. He’s our funny, helpful little man!