The Entropy Chronicles

Dorothy's latest hobby is pulling things out of other things: clothes out of drawers, paper out of books, etc. It's great in one sense, because all we have to do to entertain her is to fill a big basket with toys, junk mail, whatever! and let her pull everything out one at a time. This is a repeating game. She pulls it out, I put it back in, she pulls it out, I put it back in.... (can you tell my days have gotten a little repetitive?)
When she sees something interesting, she gets so focused! She gets this intense look in her eyes while she's doing it, like she is on a very important mission. Nothing can distract her when she gets "in the mode". I know most experienced parents are thinking- that when it comes to the messes she makes, that I could easily stop it. I could. I know what she's doing when she's shredding things or making a mess. I just like to let her do it because she gets so into it, and I think it's cute. We'll see how long that lasts- I've folded all her clothes and reorganized drawers over again how many times now? I've lost count. Either way, it's pretty cute.

Pulling the loose pages out of my recipe binder.

Pulling the clothes out of her drawers (that's two full drawers on the ground!). After I put all the clothes back in, she gave me this look as if to say, "Mom! you have just given me so much more work to do!" And started furiously throwing clothes back out of the drawers.

Pulling the recycling out of it's bin.

Picking the popcorn out of the bowl. This is actually my favorite because she was so funny about it. We were trying to keep it out of her reach because we didn't want her to eat any and choke, but she got so creative with how to get to it and she was so determined that we finally gave in and decided to watch her carefully and see what she did. So funny! She'd pick up an individual kernel, look at it carefully turning it over a few times in her hands, then throw it on the ground.

Pulling flour out of a bowl. I was baking, and she was so curious about the ingredients that I thought, what the heck? I'll let her play little. So, I scooped about a half cup of flour into a little container. She had so much fun! (obviously)
In conclusion, I hope nobody thinks from this that I am either a negligent parent or a total slob. For now, I'll just take pictures and use them as evidence of what I cleaned up to make her do more chores when she's older. Hopefully, we can impose a sense of cleanliness on her at some point. Hopefully...