I am feeling pretty confident that God made children cute for their own protection. Yesterday morning I folded 3 large loads of laundry and separated them according to final destination. I walked back to my bedroom only to return a few minutes later to the scene above.
Leah has just started climbing up on the couch by herself. Apparently the folded clothes were cramping her style. She unfolded and threw everything on the floor except Ben's shirts on the pillow.
I'm not supermom. I did feel a moment of anger, but then I thought, "Better get a picture!"
This post is linked to Wordless Wednesday.