Procrastination, Thy name is Mommy...

I'm always amazed--and a bit terrified at how much we are teach our children even when we don't realize it. It’s a running joke in our house that when Sydney was two and we bought her the super cute little tykes play kitchen, she had no idea what the oven even was, but knew immediately, without any instruction, how to work the microwave.

Lately I've been trying give Sydney more ways to help around the house. She is usually eager to help and loves to keep her "big girl" room clean and help vacuum and particularly make the beds. My newest chore for her is to help unload the dishwasher (I'm sure that comes as no surprise to those of you who have read my early dishwashing post.) Her task is the silverware. Today when it was time to unload the dishwasher I let her know it was time for the silverware to go in the drawer to which she responded, "Oh mom, I"ll worry about that this weekend, so just leave it." Ahhh Grasshopper, you learn well...