She pulled out every single nicely folded blanket from her dresser cupboard. You might say " If only that cupboard had a door on it, you might have avoid this mess."To that I would say to you, "I painted that dresser while quite pregnant and hurt so much the next day I couldn't have cared if it ever had it's door back on it. I have started to care if it has a door, but since then I have been too busy, tired, exhausted, lazy, and/or tired to do it." Pick your excuse. She had so much fun with those blankets, she'd pile them all up and lay on them, then rearrange them and lay on them again. What fun! I have changed my mind about the possibility of her climbing out of her crib. She climbed right up into the dresser once the blankets were all out and she has made a bee line for the stairs all day.
The next mess occurred this morning. She was following me around in the bathroom while I dried my hair. I left for a little while and came back to this:
I recalled a time when she was a cranky baby and I told her that there were fun things to do like unroll the toilet paper. I am eating my words. So when you come over and use the bathroom and the toilet paper is rolled a little crooked, this is why.
This last mess is what happened as a result of being left in the basement with the boys while they were busy playing video games and left the TV cupboard open.
Those Sega Genesis controllers are so much fun to play with, even when their not plugged in. These are such minor messes it makes me a bit nervous about what is to come!