The new chore is picking up after the Tasmanian devil that is Braden. He can now reach the dining room table so the only surfaces out of his reach are the very high counter tops. Apparently every baby is interested in getting their paws on everything that doesn't belong to them. Braden is no different. The part that makes cleanup constant is the fact that he likes to throw everything on the floor.
Braden loves to go in the kitchen and get into the drawer with the potholders and throw them on the floor.
His favorite thing is probably getting into his dresser and tossing the bibs all over the floor. Sometimes he even carries them around the house with him.
He gets on the end table in the living room and throws coasters, sunglasses, and decorations on the floor.
He throws whatever happens to be on the coffee table on any particular day on the floor.
Yesterday he removed all 26 magnetic alphabet letters on the refrigerator and threw them on the floor.
Of course he strings toys out from his toy box in the living room all over the house.
He also takes the toys from his bedroom into the hallway or even to other rooms.
He goes in our bedroom and removes the door stoppers from the wall and carries them off.
He takes things out of his diaper bag and throws them on the floor.
Basically Braden feels that if everything were in the floor our world would be a better place.
I have served on roadside cleanup crews a few times in my life. I have done it both as charity and as punishment. While picking up after Braden is not as bad as sharing a day with the inmates, it certainly has some of the same feel as cleaning the highway.