When Sasha decides that it's time to be a helper, she is an force to be reckoned with. A messy, tantrum-throwing, often distracting, assistance-requiring "helping" force. But she's awfully cute. I just hope that the inclinations to help last to the age when she can actually be helpful.
Having the grandparents in town gave Sasha a whole new set of victims for her helpfulness. She suckered them into letting her crack eggs, stir brownie batter, water flowers, wash garage doors, and sort laundry - and I think that all three of them enjoyed every minute of it!