The mess behind Dylan is folded laundry, so at least it's a clean mess. That's an oxymoron if I've ever seen one, although it doesn't beat the classic "jumbo shrimp" example, but I digress. Any day of the week will find some manner of laundry in the living room, because between the diapers and the clothes and the towels I am basically swimming in laundry at all times. Whoever invented the laundry chute concept needed to take it a step further and invent some sort of chute to send the clothes back up. Folding and putting them away would be a bonus, too, Mr./Mrs. Inventor-of-the-Laundry-Chute. Thanks.
Look past the mess, though, to the little boy pulling himself up on the laundry basket. That is not a fluke. For the past week he has been trying like crazy to pull up on anything available, and on Sunday he managed to get to standing. He then proceeded to scoot himself from the laundry basket to the edge of the couch. He is determined to make it impossible for me to sit down for even one minute during the day.
I just can't believe we are at this point already.
Abbey wanted to help him
good luck with that
he's going to be bigger than her by the time he's a year
Very cute :) My daughters, 12 & 10, have taken making a mess to a high level art form. I think they try and visualize the mess before they begin working on it so they can maximize their efficiency :)
ReplyDeleteI wish you the best and thank you for sharing the cutie patootie pictures.