Drew is quite the helper. He enjoys getting his little hands into everything I do. He helps feed Luci, unload the dishwasher, vacuum, and sweep. Last night, he was helping me fold towels. He's really quite good; I fold, he hands me the next towel to be folded. A few weeks ago, when we were folding towels, I asked Drew if he would take a stack of hand towels into the bathroom to be put away. He proudly said "ok" and proceeded into the bathroom where he stacked them (as neatly as he could) on the bathroom counter. So last night, I asked him to do the same with one hand towel. He took the towel very carefully and disappeared around the corner into the bathroom. He reappeared moments later, and I didn't think anything of it.
Later on, then, as I was getting ready for bed, Brad came into the bedroom and asked "Is there a reason there's a towel in the toilet downstairs?"
Ok, so my little "helper" isn't so helpful ALL the time. But he sure provides some comic relief when I need it!