Making the bed

A few days ago I taught OO how to make a bed, and that it'll become her job every morning. Not that I had much expectation, but she has not remembered to do it without prompt.

This morning, as everyone was rushing out the door and OO was nowhere to be found, I thought she must've been procrastinating, or distracting herself with a book or something else. Before I hollered down the hallway I actually saw her making the bed, not only for herself, but also for little A.

Needless to say I was again humbled by her thoughtfulness.