My Little Helper


Sophie always has been a great help to me with the boys. She eagerly fetches burp cloths and blankets, diaper rash cream and wipes. And lately, the tasks I’ve given her are more complex. “Please go upstairs, open the bottom drawer of the boys’ dresser, pick out a pair of pajamas and bring it down.” And she did! (I admit, I was surprised.)

Lately, she helps me feed the boys. Not for very long. She gets distracted. They get distracted and she can’t keep the bottle in their mouths. But she tries. And I appreciate it. I hope she knows that. And I hope she’s this willing to help in the future, say, when she’s 16.

“The only gift is a portion of thyself.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson