I was folding laundry the other day, and K, clearly aching to be helpful, decided to sit down on top of the clothes in the laundry basket. Since I knew from experience that her next move would probably be to try and fold clothes I had already folded and then arrange them in her own special arcane taxonomy, I asked her to look for socks in the basket and put them in a pile for me.
I'm a little surprised at how big a success that was. It's not just that she did it, and kept at it for quite a while. But she got incredibly excited every time she found a sock - "A sock, a SOCK!"
I think if I found laundry that exciting, I would have to be medicated. But life would definitely be more fun.