Helpful intentions

Jake announced this morning that he was going to “tackle the linen situation” while I was doing yoga. Noble goal.

Helpful intentions

Twenty minutes later I found him standing in our living room looking like he’d been attacked by our entire towel collection. Apparently he’d decided to take every single towel out of the closet to “reorganize them properly” but then couldn’t remember how they were supposed to be folded.

The concentration face really sells it

This was his solution face. That little tongue of concentration while he tried to recreate what I apparently make look effortless every week.

I helped him out eventually, but not before getting these shots. Sometimes the best intentions create the best entertainment.