Today, this happened.

Jellybean has started to improve with cleanliness. He occasionally picks up his toys without being nagged (repeatedly) and he likes to help clear the table and wash his hands after a meal. (He isn't always keen on washing them BEFORE a meal, but we're getting there!)


Today, for lunch, he had noodles. This is always a messy affair - first he must hand pick all the veg out of the noodles and eat them - then he tries to eat the noodles with a fork but will generally give up and, even at the grand old, recently achieved age of three, cram them in by the fistful. 


I'm ok with that - table manners are for adults, and if he's eating and enjoying it so far that's what matters to me. It gets a bit messy, but it's just mess, it cleans up - and he is a super little helper!


So he ate his noodles, then he climbed down under the table ("Please I can get down now, Mummy?") and he picked up all the noodles he and Midget Gem had dropped and popped them into a bowl, then he said he was going to wash his hands. I said I'd help him in a minute, once I'd put the plates in the dishwasher.


Off he toddled into the bathroom, and then appeared happily a few minutes later with damp hands and a big, proud grin. 


"I have cleaned myself all up, Mummy!"


"How did you reach the taps without my help darling?"


"Oh, I didn't - I couldn't reach, so I had a wash in the toilet. Can I have a yogurt?"


EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW