Cleaning up

Mimi's room is a mess. It almost always is, and I don't interfere. First, I am too lazy. Second, my parents had a respect for our personal space, and I would like to do the same with our kiddos.

Today she complained about tripping over things, and decided to clean. I was impressed with her initiative, and asked if she needed help. She told me "I'm not a baby" in a condescending tone.
Her efforts resulted in the mountain of babies which are noticeably well placed in front of her doorway and in front of her closet doors....(note sarcasm)

Later the kids discovered it is a nice pile to jump on, and now it is again all scattered about her room. :)