Worker Man

Alex has been begging to buy and plant flowers for months (every time we drive by the nursery). Today I finally agreed to get flowers. He loved helping me pick them out. Then we got home and he had to have a spade and told me, “Worker man puts it in his pocket.” He then proceeded to refer to himself in the third person as “worker man” for the rest of the morning. I was pleasantly surprised at how smoothly our project went (most of my projects where a 3 year old helps are frustrating). We both had a great time and now all my planting is done! (Alex wanted his own pot of flowers. The first pot pictured is his – he picked most of the flowers himself.)

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