Mommy's Little Helper

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Chloe has become quite a little "helper" around the house. So much so that I had to put child-locks on the cabinets to keep her from helping. While her help is appreciated, I think I may lose my sanity if I have to put the pots and pans back in the shelves or even the dirty dishes back in the dishwasher. I did leave her access to the dust pan and broom (as you can see from the photo) which is pulled out every morning and several times thereafter.

It looks like it will be a beautiful and cool day here in Jersey. I am ready to paint Chloe's room, but must admit I am not feeling moved to do so. Chloe has insisted on helping on every task and I know that she will insist on this one. I am not certain that my nerves are up to removing paint from her hair.

Our trash has still not been picked up, we have now been skipped 3 times for trash collection. I called and filed a complaint on the sanitation phone line. I asked for the secret to getting one's trash collected in the village because our obvious tactics of leaving it at our curb on our pick-up day and going to their office and having the account switched to our name was not working. I haven't heard back from them. I am not sure whether they will appreciate my sarcasm but imagine that they are replaying my message and laughing at my hillbilly Texas accent and trying to decipher what I am saying. "Is she telling us she wants a filet-o-fish?"

Chloe and I are going to the recycling center to drop off a bunch of unwanted clothes and to attempt to get our recycling containers again. We stopped by on Monday but no one was in the office. Maybe today will be our lucky day and we can at least unlock the riddle to getting our aluminum cans and newspapers collected.

3 comments

Erin said...

That is so funny! I just love your sarcasm. We are actually having a little bit of a cold front here. It's only in the 50s right now! Enjoy your day!

Beth said...

I am laughing so hard I have tears in my eyes. We miss y'all. Grace just asked me if I was ok. Then she saw Chloe and wanted to know what she is doing and has proceeded to the broom closet asking for her brush and pan. Now I will always think of you when hearing or reading the phrase, filet o fish. Never thought it could bring so much humor! Good luck with the sanitation situation. Can't wait to read about what it will take to get it taken care of. :)

Grant's Mom said...

Could Chloe be any cuter?? I don't think so!!!! I have to know why they are not picking up your trash.

Also, I feel your pain with the "little helper" thing. One task, like putting the clean dishes away can become such a chore! Something that use to take me five minutes can easily take forty now!! Thank God for little things! The joys of motherhood.

We are for sure coming to see you guys...Grant and I!! :)