Isaiah helped me clean out the car on Monday. Actually, while I was vacuuming the seats, he was still cutting out garbage trucks for a handful of his latest collages. When I came in and said I was finished, he was furious. "But I wanted to help!" he screamed. Whoa! "I have one last thing to do," I invented. So we got a warm washcloth and went back out. He was thrilled to sit in the driver's seat and help me wash off the dashboard, steering wheel, and stereo. He's a great worker.