And when it was time for bed and I walked into Andrew's room, this is what I saw. Now last night, his closet door was able to close. I know this for a fact. Tonight, not a chance. Grandma, did you say that you were going to come down and help me clean/organize? I think we need it.
He did attempt to get at least two items off the floor.
Adam has made his own plea for help in a letter written to me for a school assignment. I still have no idea what the assignment was about. When I showed this to Adam, he just giggled.
I guess I need to make a trip to Target.