The TV room turns from comfortable viewing room with books and toys into a pit of mass destruction in a nanosecond, with the small child in the house. She can trash a room like nobody's business, yo.As I have a walk through, picking up toys, dressing naked dolls, and re-shelving strewn books, I … [Read more...]
The Way They Play – Part VI
I went downstairs to get some laundry sorted out the other day... I couldn't have been gone more than 15 minutes. When I got back upstairs, I found this:Me: Um... what the hell is all this, then?She: They're stepping stones.Me: *incredulously* They are?!She: Yes. I need them so I won't get burned by … [Read more...]