I'm slowly but surely delegating my pack mule duties to the children. The bigger they get, the more able they are to carry their own stuff and I'm making them do it. I want them to be accustomed to having their hands full and taking responsibility for their things before they are grown.
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| Little Pack Mules |
Since they like to take a load of stuff with them to Grandmother's house a few days a week, they pack a backpack and carry it themselves. If they forget to bring that stuff home, well, that's their problem. Mostly. There have been a few times that Grandmother or I made a last minute run for the baby Maggie Beth or Gigi blanket, but if it's just regular old toys, they can wait until the next day. The same thing goes for cups left on the counter as we are walking out the door. If I fill it and hand it to you, you can take it to the car. If you forget it, you can wait until we get somewhere to get another drink. I am responsible for the essentials - the pool bag, the changes of clothes, etc. - but they can take care of the extras they insist on bringing.
On this day, their backpacks were filled with two potato heads and all the various potato parts, two Mickey Mouse cars, a singing, spinning Mini Cooper, Mickey, Minnie, and Goofy. Luke's hands also carried a copy of the riveting storybook,
Snug House Bug House - which they cannot stop reading, not even long enough to walk to the car.
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