My big boy has to put up with a very busy, overtired somewhat slacking Mom. So today, stuck on the couch, nursing my one month old, and he’s all “I’m Hungry”, and I say, “get some strawberries. I can’t cut them so just eat them whole”.
Five minutes later he comes out with this plate of beautifully cut and hulled berries. No bleeding gashes from his fingers tells me he did a good job. He looks proud and I got to stay on my lazy butt doing the all important job of being a practicing fulltime personal cow for my newest arrival.