Right now, I am in total and absolute awe.

In awe of the extent of chaos and destruction a determined 15 month old can wreck on 250 sq ft of space in 5 minutes.

The destructo-baby’s asleep now and I must now grapple with the question pondered daily and hourly by every mother of a toddler: do I bother picking up the house to briefly enjoy the illusion of order for the x minutes left in his nap, or do I spend this time doing something that he won’t undo within 5 minutes of waking?