Actually, one of the best parts about her being here is that she loves cleaning.
"Please, don't do those dishes yet," I would plead, nightly, "It's best to let the soak for a few days. Really, trust me. I'll do them in a little while."
"I insist," she would say, tying on my apron which I didn't even know I owned, "I want to. Really."
At this point I really have no choice but to grab a towel and dry.
She's a good organizer too. Sometimes too good.
You see, Samuel is obsessed with shoehorns. In case you don't know what a shoehorn is, it's basically just this curved little stick that you stick in the heel of your shoe while you're putting it on so that your foot slides right in. Samuel refuses to put his shoes on without one anymore.
One day a lady from church invited us over for dinner. When we were about to leave, waddling out the door because we were so stuffed with roasted goose and sauerkraut, Samuel began looking frantically around for a shoe horn. He hadn't brought it with him. What was he thinking? How was he supposed to get his shoes on without smashing the heel or having to actually bend down and untie and retie the shoe??
Suddenly our hostess cried, "Wait!" She disappeared from the room for a moment. When she returned, she was holding the longest shoehorn we had ever seen.
I don't know how she knew. Apparently she somehow recognized the frantic-for-a-shoehorn look that Samuel had in his eyes.
Which brings me back to my ridiculously helpful sister.
For about three days while she was here, Samuel could not find the shoehorn. There's only a certain number of places where he can misplace it. It wasn't in any of the usual spots. Just as he was going through a list of all the people who had been at our apartment in the last week that seemed just like the sort that would steal a shoehorn, my sister cleared her throat.
"Oh, heh heh, you mean... that shoehorn?" she asked, pointing to one of the coat hooks upon which the shoehorn was hanging.
I never saw Samuel look so relieved in his life. Not only because the lost shoehorn had been found, but also because my dear sister had found a perfect place to keep it so it would never get lost again.
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