Trying to explain to a toddler that you don’t need 10 dishwasher tablets in the machine at any one time is like... trying to explain to a toddler that you don’t need 15 washing machine tablets in the machine for just one small load.
It’s a challenge, to say the least.
But bless him, William likes being a little helper.
And maybe he just likes his dishes squeaky clean, unlike one colleague in particular at Gazette Towers who leaves dirty pots in the communal sink – or even hidden in his (there’s a clue) drawer – for days on end.
Who am I to deny William his love of household chores?
He helps me unload the dishwasher (apart from sharp knives, of course), he likes to use the little pan and brush to sweep up in the dining room and he even likes putting his clean socks away in his bedroom drawers.
It’s just that sometimes his help actually ends up creating more mess.
He helps me put folded laundry in the laundry basket, but ends up throwing the clothes in so they look like a dirty pile of washing again.
When he assists in the big shop unpacking at home, we normally find a bunch of bananas in his toy box.
And his idea of emptying the washing machine is pulling the clothes out and spreading them out all over the floor.
So I’m not quite sure we’re ready to hand over the vacuum cleaner or a mop just yet.
I’m sure most mums would agree it’s a struggle to find the balance between keeping a house running and interacting with our energetic youngsters.
So while the little chap thinks household tasks are fun and not actually a chore, he’s welcome to the duster.
And it’s not as if it’s slave labour – he can have a break to play with his Postman Pat van, in line with Government guidelines (one uninterrupted 20 minute rest break, in a six-hour shift seems quite generous for a 23-month-old) and I’ll feed him the odd cracker at lunchtime if he does a good enough job!