So Avery was her usual sucky self this morning as I got her out of bed, dressed and fed. On the way out the door, Greg had a lot to carry and asked her to pick up her snowpants and hand them to him. She thought he was asking her to carry them and she said (insert whiny, two-year old voice here), "No, too heavy." He said, "No, no, I just need you to pick them up and hand them to me." She said again, "too heavy" and I inserted "help Daddy, help Daddy, help Daddy" as Greg pretended to be stretching down to the ground and straining to get there. So instead of picking up the pants, Avery pulled Greg's hand down until he could reach the snowpants on the floor. What can you do but giggle - she was helping! :)
