Kitchen Fun

I really don't have much to add to this madness... it kind of speaks for itself. Chase will be three next week and has the attention span to go with his age. So when his brothers are at school and he's needing some excitement in his life, I'm pretty game for anything that will occupy his ansy little self for longer than one minute per year he's been alive.

What you may not know is that each item was taken from a drawer and strategically placed in it's spot after careful reasoning and calculation (while Chase narrated his thought process the entire time). This kid is a good mix of his older brothers - part analytical, and part goofy-hilarious.

Now, if this would have happened with Jack, say 4 years ago, I would have washed every item before putting it back in the drawer - and would have definitely put it back myself, organizing each piece as I went. But I am much less bothered all these children later. Chase had to pick up his own mess (after we admired it for several hours). It was most unorganized. Crammed in drawers in all sorts of uneven ways. Fingerprinted. Straight from the floor.

But maybe, just maybe, Chase will pick up his dirty socks for his wife oneday. I'd like to think that we're both learning something along the way.

I still refold washcloths, sometimes. If I don't refold them, I at least have to face them all in the same direction. But I'm getting better...

...baby steps.