While I was at work the other day, Rose sent me pictures of Chris going through the toy box looking for a particular toy. He likes the turtle but that was already out. Apparently, this time he was looking for his purple ball.

While I was at work the other day, Rose sent me pictures of Chris going through the toy box looking for a particular toy. He likes the turtle but that was already out. Apparently, this time he was looking for his purple ball.
Our house gets dirty pretty fast for a home with two people who are gone nearly 12 hours a day, five days a week. Of course the majority of the dirt that accumulates throughout the house is cat hair and cat litter. This means that we do a lot of sweeping and vacuuming. We do what we call a quick vac a couple of times a week and then, once a week, we do a major clean that involves picking everything up off the floor.
The things that populate our floor and must be removed include rugs, cat scratchers and cat toys. It is that cat toys that always amaze me. Every week I pick up more toys than the average six-year-old has in their closet.
We have a toy box where we keep the cats toys. Actually, it is more of a toy basket.
Chris and Puck know where their toys are kept and have no problem taking the toys out and playing with them. Chris is surprisingly playful for being almost five years old. I see both him and Puck (who is about one and a half) chasing toy mice around the house quite often. I just can’t seem to get them to put their toys away when they finish playing. I don’t suppose there are any parents out there that know what that is like…