Yesterday we began the chore chart in our household.
Ezra's responsibilities include picking up after himself and helping with the dishes.
Myer's responsibilities include mopping the floors by drooling profusely and then dragging himself through the puddles. He's VERY good at this.
(You can trace this kid's exact recent course through the living room/kitchen area by following the CONTINUOUS WET STREAK winding its way around on the wood and tile.)
We did a crash course for Ezra- teaching him how to rinse off the dishes that have been soaking in soapy water and how to load the dishwasher. He loves it. (For now.) haha.
Anywho, yesterday was also the first time Myer had a 'sink bath'. He's finally stable enough to sit in there without me being afraid he's going to tip over and hit his head on the edge. It was so much easier than bending down over the tub and trying to contain him in his baby bath. He loved it and so did I.
Oh, kitchen sink, how I love thee! Let me count the ways...