The boys love to "help" me with the laundry, shoving wet clothes into the dryer or reaching up over their heads to chuck things into the washing machine. After doing his part to fill the washing machine the other day, Seth asked me to pick him up so he could see the clothes inside. I hoisted his little body up and showed him the water churning around in the machine. "See, Sethie? The clothes are getting all washed clean."
"Ooooh," he breathed. "Dey drowning."