On any given day this is what our living room floor looks like. This is actually a good day.
Everyday I ask Grant to put his toys away. And everyday I have to hear all the reasons why he wants to leave them out... "they're sleeping, I was going to play with them tomorrow, they're in their pattern, (and my favorite is) but I'm too tired to pick them up."
Drew has become so observant. He is fascinated by Grant and watches his every move. I can see him eyeing all of the cars scattered about, and I'm sure he's thinking to himself "I want to taste that one, and that one, and that one, and that one..."