We have a cabinet over the toilet in the downstairs bathroom that also houses a small drawer where I tend to throw bracelets, necklaces, hair rubber bands, and other bathroomy stuff that the girls get out and don't put away. (I'm a junk drawer junkie. I'll admit it.) Said drawer is quite the destination for Alexa who, as I mentioned earlier, is both hoarder and kleptomaniac. One night when she was supposed to be getting into pajamas, we heard a crash and a cry and came upon this scene:
I washed what I could but tossed the rest and found everything I had put in the trash back in the bathroom drawer the next day. Ew.
She's come a long way from her gum stealing days, eh?
(Hmm...or has she?)
Reminds me of a certain duve in Mostoles.
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