I often (everyday) have to catch myself with Mr. Andre. The thing about him, is that he makes many messes. He ties yarn, string my headscarves, and robe to everything. Everything includes: doorknobs (my least favorite), closet bars, other toys, light fixtures, clothes, shoes…the list goes on.
I keep telling him to stop, just to waste my breath. I’m not sure exactly why this bothers me so. It’s most likely due to the frustration involved in trying to get things untied.
Today I happened upon a mess of yarn in the girls room. It was all over the french door…on the knobs (my least favorite). *deep breath*
Then I saw the genius.