I normally would not post something like this. My place is a mess. My inner type "A" personally hates it! I think that Aiden watches me pick up his toys. Then he carefully waits until I am distracted to pull every single toy out. He doesn't play with them, he just pulls them out of their basket. I haven't quite figured out why a remote control or cell phone could be more appealing than the bunches of toys that are scattered around the floor.
Today, I am going to clean this place up. But I need to do it before 9:30am because I have someone coming over! Wish me luck!