I vacuumed and Alexander wanted to help out. He got quite agitated while trying to maneuver the heavy vacuum cleaner and he wouldn't accept any help from me, so it basically ended in a bunch of tears.
Helping with the laundry is also fun, and less frustrating. Alexander hands me items one at a time from the washer which I put in the dryer (too high for him to reach) and then I lift him up to push the "start" button. He assists in sorting laundry too; he helps put Isaac and Emma's clothes into piles and even delivers them to their rooms for Isaac and Emma to fold and put away. What a great little brother.
