If I haven't mentioned it before, I should now. My husband is amazing. He is super handy, so he's able to fix most things I break, and build awesome new things for us too (most impressively, our deck). One Saturday morning this spring, E came downstairs and said, "I'm thinking about building a picnic table," then he added, "for the kids." I think at first I probably gave him a funny look, but after thinking about it for a few seconds, I couldn't imagine how we had gone so long without a picnic table.
Miss A helped me paint the picnic table, and she was actually a great little helper. I was nervous getting started that she would get paint all over everything, or lose interest after five minutes, but she really stuck with it. She helped me get the entire first coat on, with surprisingly little paint spilled.