Washing machine

Kodi got fascinated with the washing machine. 

I told her we need to clean the blanket as we just came back from a trip, hauling as usual her beloved blankie with us wherever we travel. The first thing she did was to get her sandals from the shoe cabinet at the front of the house and ran to the back balcony, where the laundry was to be done. In this way, she could roam freely on the balcony in her own shoes. She gathered some stuffed animals along the way as well and put them all into the washing  machine. She then quietly watched me add the detergent, set the options and close the door. "I help" she said. I know she would like to hit the "start" button to get the washing machine going. So she did. 

She stayed in front of the machine, just staring at the tumbling motions inside the washer. She paused and declared that "they are funny!" followed by giggles and one hand covering her mouth. I said "why is it funny? is it because they are dancing?" "Yeah, it's VERY funny", she emphasized.

Half an hour later, she was still watching intently at the tumbler. Kodi said she wanted it to be done now and she'd like to take them out. Good thinking! I can't unlock the door once the program starts to run. I'd love to know how to crack it open in case I make a mistake of leaving the precious inside to be washed. I have not been able to figure out how. Our other front load machines in the States lets you do that within the first 5 minutes of washing cycle though.

My dear baby. I love that you are enthusiastic about the seemingly little things, whether be it the dancing of your animal friends, the tumbling physics that you are trying to understand, or the special opportunity to stay at the balcony tucked behind the kitchen, the sacred spot for Mommy. 

I pray that you will always be passionate about learning and find new joy in the little things of life.