Jory has officially started a plot to drive me
insane. Step one, instead of putting up
clean clothes, he puts them in the dirty clothes basket so he can show me his
room is clean and free of clothes hidden under the bed or thrown in the closet
or on his desk or dresser or bureau. I guess
he’s not quite old enough to realize I do recognize the clothes as they go into
the washer.
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