Shred paper.
On my powerful little criss-cross shredder.
He's getting pretty good at it, too.
Most kids want to play, but not mine. No, he wants to shred - -paper, that is. At the Fallapalloza set up day, he wanted to help me paint instead of playing in the jumpy house. My boy. What do you do?
Putting the paper in the shredder...
The smile....
The paper release....
He wants to do it all by himself. Alas, he is only 3, so mommy has to supervise. Sadly, we cannot shred daily. There isn't quite enough personal junk mail (ie, credit card applications and the like) for daily shredding. But it is becoming a weekly habit. At least I don't have to worry about my personal information just sitting around.
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