So, my five year old son was “helping” me carry a laundry basket the other day (I say “helping” in quotation marks because you know exactly how it went down).I was really the one carrying it and he was only thinking that he was helping me.I can still see his serious facial expression as his knuckles turned white because he was gripping the basket so hard.The truth is, he could have let go at any moment and it wouldn’t have fallen.I had it the entire time.
