Showing posts with label folding laundry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label folding laundry. Show all posts

Monday, November 29, 2010

Whoa

Tonight, my son decided to help me fold the laundry. He did it without me asking. He did it with a happy heart. He did it because he said he wanted to help. So once we trucked it all upstairs, got it put away, hopped into his favorite Sponge Bob PJs, I said to him:

Mommy: (with his face in my hands) Zack, thank you so much for helping me with the laundry. For doing it without me asking, and with a happy heart and a smile on your face.
Zack (interrupting): That's a good thing.
Mommy: That's a great thing!
Zack: Whoa (said like a surfer dude from Huntington Beach)