I had TONS of laundry to do yesterday, so I plopped my son in our room and let him wander while I was sorting the dirty laundry into color-appropriate piles. He loved watching the clothes get tossed into piles and hearing the soft thud they made as they were stacked up. Then he noticed that Daddy's drawers were open and ripe for the picking. Cuteness ensued.
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