My daughter informed me that she spilled her milk but wanted to clean it up herself. I rose to get her paper towels, but she said, “No, Daddy. I’ll do it.”
I sat back down and resumed my work while she cleaned up her mess, unprompted and unassisted, which doesn’t happen often.
When I checked on her later, this was what I found:
She didn’t clean up all of the milk, and she doesn’t seem to understand where the paper towels should end up when the job is finished, but it’s progress.
