It struck me today when I ran downstairs to change out the laundry. I saw this:
I have mentioned before that I complain way more than I should about stuff that all kids do. Bickering. Whining. Ignoring. Making messes. Not listening. Ever.
And just when I think I can't take it anymore, I see stuff like this and have to giggle a little bit. Kids are so great at doing completely random stuff and just taking all sorts of joy in it.
I have one kid, the current owner of the boots inside my boots, who is really particular about stuff -- where it is kept, how it is kept and to whom it belongs. If the baby wasn't napping in their bedroom if take a photo of a drawer I thought was empty that he's made into his secret little safe. Its pretty adorable, really.
I wandered very quickly and quietly around the house, because people are napping all over the place, and took these shots of some of the Random Acts of Kidness (see what I did there?):
Jake and Paul Molitor four-wheeling!
So if you have little ones, take a moment to appreciate and joyfully accept this type of nonsense today!