I'm a helper

Oh hey, Mom.

 

It's me, Brynn.

 

Today, Neenee said we had a lot to do because they'd have weekend house guests. I was like, "So what? It's not like you've been down a bedroo... Oh. OK. Lotsa work. Got it. Lemme just get one more hit of java."

(Did you know I do this EVERY TIME Neenee leaves her coffee mug within reach?? Teehee!)

 

Anyway, if it's laundry that needs a little foldin', I'm basically your go-to girl. My idea was to throw away the stuff inside the laundry basket, thereby saving Neenee a ton of folding time!

 

Neenee said I'm lucky I'm cute. Well, duh!

 

I was still a little rattled by that trip down ghetto lane yesterday, so we stuck close to the house. The weather was per-fect for a little backyard play, and hey, look! Dames has the sandbox basically set up for a little girls' tea party! (Riiiiiiight. It's a miracle there are no trains.)

 

So then I was all, "What's this little wall about?" I mostly conquered it. And by "mostly," I mean this is as far as I got. But I let Neenee deliver me to the clubhouse up top.

 

Me and Dames are pretty stealth and know how to sneak up on and scare Neenee, but HOW on Earth did that ninja get to the other side to take THIS photo?! It's still a mystery to me!

 

Oh, and can I have my own car? I'm an excellent driver.

 

Swings became a small issue... Dames did NOT know about being plopped on a big kid swing. But I gave him a little pep talk.

 

And in no time, he was like this! (I should be a motivational speaker.)

 

So, I had obviously earned my reward and headed over to the harvest area. Dames was all, "uhhhhh, should you be picking those yourself?"

 

But it turns out I have absolutely no standards when it comes to ripeness of tomatoes, so I was a-OK! (Can you see the one I'm eating? It's light orange. And a little green. But dee-licious!)