Fact: The living room is not "ours" anymore; it's Matthew's. There are toys, books, baby socks and other misc. odds and ends everywhere. We did finally pack up the baby swing and play mat (*wiping tears of nostagia off my cheeks at the thought of him not needing the swing anymore*) At night we "clean up" by shoving it all into baskets, in no particular order. He likes to play, especially if something makes music.
Fact: Despite the above fact, he would still rather play with remote controls, telephones, our shoes, plugs, dog toys (and dog bowls, doggy doors...), cardboard tube from wrapping paper, coke box, and the bottom drawers on his dresser.
Fact: Either way it's entertaining.
No comments:
Post a Comment