Confession #20 - My Helper


My littlest helper - Logan!

Confession: Some days, I don't know what I'd do without my helper.

He could be helping in ways like bringing a bag up the stairs for me, so I can carry Eleanor.



Or pushing the stroller when my hands are full.



Or helping me with the laundry.



He especially loves to take care of his baby Eleanor.

He loves his sister.



He reads her stories.



He would help me out by feeding her when she was a baby.

He just always loves to help.

Yesterday, I saw him hold the door open for someone, and he's a little 4-year-old boy.

I love my little sweet hearted baby.



I especially love his help in the kitchen!

I love my helper.