Alyssa does laundry!

Yesterday I asked Alyssa to go unlock the front door so it would be open when Gavin came home from school. I was feeding Cambrie and couldn't move. Alyssa didn't come back upstairs. After I was done feeding Cambrie, I went downstairs to look for her; I was almost certain I would find her parked in front of the little TV downstairs secretly watching cartoons - because I told her she couldn't watch anymore that afternoon. I was shocked when I went downstairs and the TV was off. I called out to her and she came out of the laundry room with a huge grin on her face. I then noticed the laundry basket on the floor - overflowing with clothes. She told me she was doing the laundry. She had pulled all of the clean clothes out of the dryer and put them in the basket. She then had gotten a step stool and was climbing up on the stool to pull clothes out of the washer and then getting off the stool and transferring them to the dryer. What a great helper I have. She was so pleased with herself - and actually, I was pretty pleased with her too (at least during that moment of the day!)