Saturday, January 14, 2012
I couldn't find Emmitt the other day. I was busy in the kitchen and I realized I hadn't heard from him in awhile. He had made a HUGE mess in his room by dumping out every single nicely sorted bin of toys he had. He wanted to watch a Dora movie and I told him he needed to go clean up the trucks first. He didn't like that response. So when I was busy, he got the little DVD player, put in the Dora movie he wanted to watch, climbed into my messy closet, curled up in a blanket, and closed the closet doors to watch his movie.
When I called for him, I heard a very faint "What mom" come from my bedroom. I thought he was under my bed hiding. Then I heard Dora and Boots the monkey yell for MAP and found him in my closet. He is such a little stinker, I love that boy of mine.
By the way, the closet is horrible, I know. I blame the nasty half you see on my dear sweet lover Matt. My side is not so pretty, but his is just sad sad sad.