Monday, September 30, 2013

An untidy room

Sometimes, when I walk into D's room and find it looking like this:

I feel like going all "wire hangers" on her...but I don't because that would be a little extreme and might be considered child abuse.  She might decide to write a book about it when she's all grown up because her therapist suggests it.  Not good.

So, instead I just ignore and decide I'll address it tomorrow morning.  Or, in tonight's case, Daddy helped her clean that up so that none of us would trip over that mess in the middle of the night in case any of us have to get up and help her pee or bring her some water for that cough she's been sporting.

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