happy little helpers

The girls "helped" Daddy hang my picture collage on the stairs, complete with pencils tucked behind their ears.  (That's how all worker-guys work).  I kept thinking about a finger play we did when I was teaching the preschool Sunday School class at age 12.
Jesus liked to hammer, hammer, hammer.
And he liked to saw, saw, saw.
A happy little helper was he.
He carried the boards to Joseph.
A house they were going to make.
A happy little helper was he.