E is for effort!

Bless this sweet child of mine! For the last month each day when I am making the bed, he asks to be carried and put in his crib so he can make his bed. I thought it was a passing fad at first but he is really getting the gist of it now. This morning I watched as he arranged his toys, shook his duvet and tried to lay everything in the right order; blanket then toys, topped up by the duvet. He did not quite manage it but at least he tried.