Taken for Granted

This weekend we went to my parent's house for Easter. The kids have a blast being at Grandma's and Grandpa's and seeing their cousins. My husband tends to veg with my dad in the living room. Meanwhile my mom is in constant motion. Fixing meals, fixing drinks, doing dishes, picking up toys. The thing is she has always done everything for my dad, brother and I and thinking about it on the way back home again, we still do. Sure, we rinse our dishes and make sure they are in or near the sink, but how often have we just done the dishes. We know that mom will follow behind and clean up. She won't ask for help, but I know I should be giving her more help. She's currently working on the farm house that she bought for her and dad to move into. It's a two bedroom ranch with a corn crib, an old dairy barn and a big shed. Somehow she has to squeeze 27 years of living in a three story Victorian with 3 bedrooms (not including the finished attic) into it. I offered to help her go through some stuff but by the end of the day, she was exhausted from keeping up with the grandkids and us. Fortunately with busy season over, I should be able to get up there more often. I just need to keep in mind that even though I tend to veg at her house I need to put in the effort to try to be more helpful.