Moving Therapy?

I thought I might be the one who should sign up for a therapy session (or several of them) but I'm hanging in there ... if hanging in there means I haven't had a mental breakdown for the past 5 days!

But ... Joshua, on the other hand, might be the one in need of some help. He's become obsessed with boxes. Well, he's become obsessed with many things. Like, his latest need to close any open door. It's like he has open door radar! I was looking for something in the pantry the other day and he saw the open door, closed it with me inside, waved to me and shouted Bye BYE! Bye BYE!

But back to the boxes ... he LOVES all the chaos in the house. He loves all the boxes. He loves putting random things inside the boxes (which, coincidentally, I can't find a pair of black shoes??), and he loves getting in the boxes himself.

Turns out ... if you need to get something done ... a small box is a great place to store a kid for a few minutes!!