This morning Alex decided to “help” unload this dishwasher. Now he’s been “helping” for many, many months now. I’ve got pictures of him playing in the water on the door while I unload. He also likes to roll the racks in and out, and attempt to close the door, although until recently, he couldn’t get it more than a couple of inches up.
So this morning he decided to “help”. Basically, it turned into a race to see who could get more items out of the bottom rack, him or me. Because while my dishes were making it safely into the cupboards where they belong, his were making their way onto the floor, where they needed to be washed again. Hopefully someday his need to “help” will turn into actually being helpful with these things.