Ella's new best game is Laundry.
Clean, dirty, wet, dry, in a pile, in a stack, scattered, thrown, pulled off the line, on Ammie's head, on her head.
This is not something that she gets from me, I HATE laundry. In all of its forms. Except clean, folded and in my wardrobe. Where it's not laundry, it's clothing.
I'm softening though. Ella's delight in 'helping' me has made folding one of my new favourite jobs. Sure it now takes 40 minutes where it used to take 5 but those are 40 minutes of pure joy. Seriously.