Wash Hands
In the kitchen, Ryan and I are preparing dinner. Upstairs, Aidan is roaming from room to room, playing with various toys, quietly talking to himself. Then Aidan makes his way downstairs and without looking up we ask him what he has been doing upstairs. His answer? “Aidan wash hands!” He was pleased with himself, you could tell by the level of excitement in his voice. “Oh really?!” I said as I looked down at him to see his long sleeves soaking wet up to his elbows.
Now that he’s mastered the stepstool, I guess we have to work on rolling up his sleeves!
