Yesterday I rearranged Abel and Amariah’s toys, moving a lot of what was in their bedroom to the basement. I’ve noticed that every time I move toys around, there is a new level of excitement in the kids–almost like they are discovering each toy for the first time. This excitement combined with unfamiliarity of where each toy goes (Have I mentioned before that I’m particular? :-)) creates ample opportunity for mess-making. Tonight, as I observed both bedroom and basement toys lying all over the main level of the house, the following conversation ensued.
Me: You guys have gone through this place like two tornadoes making a mess.
Abel: I’m not a tomato! I’m a pickle!