NerkyGrrl

I’m off of school for 2.5 weeks for the holidays, so Mom lined up all this really fun stuff for me to do… like clean out my carseat.

(Wow. I really regret putting those crayons in here last summer.)

Just shoveling up the sno… er….

Righty tighty. Lefty loosy. Makin’ the shelves.

(We’re home now BTW.)

It turns out I can reach all the laundry in the washing machine, if I use my chair.

I can sort the laundry, set the machine, start it, clean the filter on the dryer, switch the laundry, and start the dryer.

The only thing I can’t do is put the soap in, because it’s too heavy. There’s got to be a hack for that.

Mom has agreed to indoctrinate me into the mysterious grown-up activity called laundry.

I anticipate great things.

We have a drought on, so we’re replacing this dirt with something drought resistant.

Resist, little plants! Resist!

(It was over 100 degrees today, so what I really wanted to do was garden.)

I like to sort the laundry… FROM WITHIN!