Barrett is Homeless... at Home
 
So a few days ago, Barrett began his latest crazy endeavor. Somehow his “Flintstone” fire truck (you know, the kind you sit in and push with your feet) ended up inside our house. We left it here because he was having a great time riding around in it and it was keeping him occupied while I got other things done. The next thing we know, he’s no longer riding it but pushing it around full of anything and everything he comes across. He’s like a homeless person with a shopping cart, only he’s inside our house with a Little Tykes fire truck.
 
Seriously, it’s full of stuffed animals, paintbrushes, masking tape, my shoes, a USB cable, tools, trains, Charlotte’s toys, cars and trucks, gloves, sippy cups, pacifiers, etc.  Every time I look inside I find new things. Maybe I should just be glad the mess is being contained in one mobile place. Here are a few pictures.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Wednesday, April 2, 2008