Mama's Helper

I am mama's helper. I helped clean the bedroom this evening. Peekie tried to help too, but she is not very good at it. I helped mama wash the sheets and then make the bed with clean sheets. When mama tried to strip the sheets off, I helped by getting all tangled up in the sheets and the blanket and quilt. While the sheets were in the wash, the Peekster and I leaped up and down and raced back and forth on the bed. When mama tried to remake the bed, I helped by leaping onto the bed. Mama went ahead and spread the sheet right over me, but I just laid there, a giant lump under the sheet. Mama pulled the sheet back and picked me up and put me down, but before she could turn around, I leaped back onto the bed. Mama kept putting me down and telling me no, but I am such a good helper, I would not take no for an answer. I wanted to help, and help I did. Sometimes Peekie and I tag-teamed mama. While she was putting me down, Peekie jumped up onto the bed. Then mama would put Peekie down and turn around, and I was back on the bed. I am WAY better at helping because Peekie got tired and quit, but I would never quit trying to help mama. Finally, after lots and lots of tries, the sheets were on and the blanket was on. Mama spread the quilt back up and turned around to get the "cat sheet" she keeps on top of the quilt. She says it is "just in case." I do not know in case of what, but mama says it is important. When mama turned around, there I was all sprawled out on the newly made bed with a big smile on my face. I know mama couldn't have done it without my help. Well, OK, maybe Peekie helped just a smidge, but I am mama's helper.