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As I write this I am sure that the child is in my bathroom systematically tearing everything out of my bathroom cabinets. It drives me crazy the way that he does this.

I recently went through all my receipts and put them in envelopes for every month of the past 2 years. It makes finding things so much easier. I got that box of reciepts out today to see how much I had paid for a few things and did not put them away. I just left the box, open on my office floor.

As I was cleaning up the bathroom in my room I started finding receipts from March 2005 in my bathroom. Strange, I thought. But I do have a little hunter and gatherer running around the house. So I just put it in jj’s pile of receipts and thought that I would file it later. Then it dawned on me. He had found the receipts. Luckily for me he had only pulled out March and some of May. But as I was putting those away. He started emptying the bookshelf of all books.

I can hear him right now in my bathroom. I am sure that he is emptying the tampon and pad drawer. And making sure that he pulls every q-tip and cotton ball out of the bathroom so that I can do my nightly gathering up of ALL bathroom textiles. He just breifly came in here and left. He had with him the cord that you plug into the pancake griddle and Darth Taters arm. I do not even know why that is upstairs being that the kitchen is downstairs and I never brought it up. I have not reason to bring it up. I make all my food downstairs. I never make pancakes in my bedroom. Both the pancake griddle plug and Darth Taters arm have small round portions, like unto pencils. He has found that they fit almost perfectly into outlets and the internet ports. He also looks for other small holes to stick them in. Zipper pull up things, screw holes, noses. Anything small and round.

I am aware that he is learning that that is what he is doing, but it is driving me batty.