Mama's Helper-girl

This morning while I showered, Tembo was so helpful. She got me a washcloth... several, actually. I guess she wanted to make up for the fact that mamas can't shower quite as often as they might wish.

She also got me some deodorant.

Old Spice.

And above all, she got me a towel.

And another towel.

And another.

And another.

She kept right on bringing me towels, until the bottom of the shower was about a foot high in soggy towels, and oh, whe was pleased with herself.

And now as I write, hair wrapped in the least soggy of the pile, Tembo nuzzles her nose against my shoulder.

There's a towel on her head, too.

Just like the Mama.

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