My Helpful Boy

My Boy is so helpful. He likes to help me type. He likes to help me move the mouse. He likes to cling to my pant legs and help me walk. He even likes to bring me things when I am in the shower.

You see, I started to take a shower--silly me, I thought the Boy would be fine playing by the tub. Upon rinsing the shampoo out of my hair, I opened my eyes to see his cute little face. He brought me toilet paper all the way over from the roll (you may have noticed that the tp is still attached to the roll and wrapped behind him). I must not have been looking for a long time because there was quite the pile of tp in the tub! He was very proud of himself.

(I just love that it's stuck to his feet.)

And for the record--all the stuff on the floor was NOT there before I got in the shower.

I have learned now to put the garbage can up high and the tp is taken off the roll while I have a few moments to myself. However, the Toilet Plunger has become my new companion in the tub--the Boy likes to throw it in with me. Maybe he wants it to be clean too...?