Icie was supposed to be napping. We have a rule that as long as her door doesn't open, chattering and playing are acceptable. Nap time is really more just forced quiet time and sometimes some sleep comes with. The carpet guys were here stretching the living room carpet, so I didn't really expect her to nap. We have Icie proofed her room, at least we thought. The only things in her room are her bed, dresser, and bookshelf. Anything that could be a distraction or cause destruction is locked into the closet before nap and bed times. The dresser drawers are locked, and the bookshelf is anchored.
This is how I found her. Not a big mess, typical toddler right? Maybe I had forgot to lock the bottom drawer. I grabbed my camera, you know like any sane blogger. I thought I'd get some cute pictures while she cleaned up her socks. That's what she was doing, cleaning up you know. That's what she told me at least when I busted her, "I cweeen up, mommy! I cweeeen!". I got closer to the dresser and realized I hadn't left the drawer unlocked.
my calculator and her first crib met similar fates, sigh.