Well, we got a new dresser a few weeks ago. It's nice, big enough for most of our stuff, we got a great deal on it, and I didn't have to do any of the carrying. A total win, in my opinion.
Bailey can reach the drawers on this dresser, as it's long and short - a lowboy, the sales woman called it. So, she delights herself frequently in emptying and rearranging the drawers of the dresser. Poor Danny... one day, his socks are where they belong and the next they are scattered at random among the small blue and pink onesies. But, at the least, this is an improvement over Bailey's former obsession with the dirty laundry.
Today, Bailey emptied out the drawers belonging to her and Logan. She proceeded to carry pieces of clothing, one-by-one, into my already toy-filled family room. "Hat!" she happily proclaimed, bringing each one out. Logan watched with half-distracted interest.
Once she had brought the appropriate number of clothes from the bedroom - and I have no idea how she picked that amount, but she was very specific - she proceeded to give herself and Logan "hats" from the clothing.
Both Logan and I found it quite amusing for a great deal of time.
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