Our little guy calls himself the “helper guy” and throws himself into that role completely.  Today as I picked him up from school he informed me that he was making dinner and it was going to be a surprise.  I told him I needed to know, so I could help him.  “Oh, yeah!  Well, the surprise is macaroni and cheese and I’m going to make it.”  He started to help, but got distracted when he saw bananas, and he informed me that I needed to take over because he needed a snack.

I thought the “helper guy” was finished for the day, until he let me know he was going to help Daddy cut the grass.  For a moment I thought my husband was going to take a break from schoolwork until I looked out in the backyard and saw this:


I love my little literal thinker!!!