Saturday, 24 October 2009

Squirreling

Every morning Betty goes downstairs and empties all her little pots, pans, plates and hundreds of pieces of play food (all of which come from different sets) into her toy pushchair and toy shopping trolley. Once she has done this, which takes her about two seconds, she doesn’t play with it all, she just leaves it and goes off and does something else, but if you dare try to put it away during the day she gets very cross.

Every evening before she goes to bed I get her to tidy it all away, but because of my slightly obsessive nature, she doesn’t quite do it to my standards, and so I end up spending ages putting everything back in their rightful little sets before I can sit down and relax.

Last night I decided that all the food items and pans etc were going to go into hiding for a while to save me some work. This morning Betty went downstairs and I heard her opening the cupboard that normally houses all the aforementioned items, and I waited for her to call out that they were missing. However, she was silent. Phew I thought, I have successfully solved the problem.

Later I went into the sitting room to find that in the absence of her food items she had loaded up the pushchair and trolley with ANYTHING she could lay her little mitts on; loo rolls, cellotape, books, the pepper grinder, my keys, hoover attachments, soap, puzzle pieces etc, thus creating even more work for me. I have to hand it to her, she will not be outsmarted, and is incredibly resourceful.

This evening I plan to hide the trolley and the pushchair.

8 comments:

Iota said...

You have very high standards. In my house, very quickly the food items and pans would just live in the pushchair and shopping trolley, if that's where they ended up every day.

Oh, the word verification is ANKST.

Sandy Calico said...

That's so sweet. My mum has brought Presley the shopping trolley for Christmas. I hope he decides to keep all of the food in it at all times!

Sparx said...

I'm so with you on putting everythingb back in its place - every night, every toy gets tidied into it's rightful place and I check all the pieces... I wait in fear for the day our house is full of little plastic pieces that belong to some toy that nobody can name...

Mamma Po said...

Ha ha, she sounds much like my Little Miss. Although her particular fetish is bags. She has a million tiny totes - from PVC Flower Fairies ones to old shopping bags to treasured party bags - and fills them with all kinds of toot. The point does not seem to be how handy the bags are for carrying her treasure around but rather finding enough stuff to fill her precious bags with. Very odd. Can't think where she gets such eccentricity/accessories-love from, ahem...

Pig in the Kitchen said...

maybe it's time for a strait jacket?

Pig in the Kitchen said...

and you can buy them for 50 quid online. that's weird, isn't it?

Elsie Button said...

a strait jacket for who? me or betty?

Yes that is v weird, but even weirder, how/why did you come upon that kind of information?! x

sew hot said...

Let her play...makes for a well adjusted and happy child.