Olivia 22 months

Olivia is a helpful girl.

With four dogs we have to have our morning routines; we go out, take the pooper scooper and pick “it” up.

Happily she runs on her little feet and shows me where the poop scooper is, she takes my hand and walks around in the garden. With great Hawk eyes, she can spot a pile meters away, “No no no” she yells pointing. And I rush there and pick it up.

Once I thought we were done and started to do something else. I heard Olivia yell, “No no no” I looked up and she just stood there doing nothing so I didn’t think much of it. Seconds later she stood next to me and handed over the poop to me that she had picked up with her bare hands!

The water bucket for the dogs has to be cleaned and filled up every morning. Olivia loves to do that, of course, a lot of water to play around in. Now I have learned that we should clean it when she still wears her pajamas.

I never complain or at least I try not to —I am not a super mom—but I don’t want to get frustrated when it takes time for her to help me with things, or when it becomes a bigger mess because of her helpfulness.
It is such a wonderful frustration to watch her struggle with the broom to help me sweep the floor. Or when she wants to walk the dog, holds the leash and 60 pound dog Tjojs- walks fast and she is hanging on like a mitten after her.

“Tjschhosh, stop” she giggles.