Earning his keep

Jack likes to help. Whenever he gets fussy, I give him a "job" to do.
Are all kids like this? Maybe. Here's Jack helping me dust. And when I say "dust", what I really mean is alternating between hugging the duster to profess his love for it and waving the thing around like a light saber.

I just realized this picture shows Jack sans pants.
Today was one of those days that pants, well, they just never made it on his body. Sigh.