Cleaning Gabe's room last weekend was quite an adventure. Not only was it a complete disaster area but I also found some very interesting suprises. It was like a fact finding mission gone bad. My first suprise was this:
Turquoise fluff. Yep, turquoise and another pile of brown fluff close by. As I cleaned I found another clue...a pair of kitchen shears. Uh-oh, you know what scissors, a pile of fluff and a quiet 6-year-old equals?
You guessed it...a stuffed animal barber shop.
Poor Lion.
To this day Gabe swears that he didn't do it. He threw his animals up in the air and their hair fell out. Yeah, right. I suppose I can be thankful that it was the stuffed animals who got haircuts and not Gabe.