Ever since we moved to our new den, my mom has been talking about "decorating." She reads lots of magazines (well, only if I don't shred them first) about it. Today, while she was decorating the dining room, I helped out by decorating the bedroom.
As you can see, I moved all my toys from the silly basket my mom had put them in to their rightful place on the bedroom floor.
I'm up late tonight because my mom says she needs to listen to Basket Ball. I don't understand - I've already moved all the balls and toys out of the basket. She's so weird.