My little helper?

Sam has really been into "helping" the past few months. He loves helping me unload the dishwasher, put clothes in the drier, dust, sweep the floors, or assist in whatever I am trying to do at the moment. Don't get me wrong, I do want to encourage this while he enjoys doing it. The other day, I was folding laundry and he of course decided he needed to help me with this. He proceeded to pick up shirts and shake them out and do his best attempt at folding them. After a few attempts at the shirts, he takes a pair of my underwear and a sports bra and puts it over his head and than starts stuffing socks down his shirt. I'm not really sure what to think about the whole thing, pretty strange but it was funny.