Special Helper FAIL

Elliot is going to be one of those kids who likes to help. I can tell. She carries her washcloth to the tub for bathtime, she holds her clean diaper during changes until I'm ready for it, and if my hair is in my face, she helpfully tries to rip it out of my head so as to provide me with unobstructed vision. So when we went grocery shopping yesterday, I decided to let her hold the list. Big mistake.

(Don't worry, I recovered all of the pieces. There are no random scraps of paper lurking in my child's intestinal tract.)