A Secret Hiding Spot

Kayt gets into everything. Everything, I tell ya. It is just now beginning to bother her brother because (that's a tongue twister) she seems to go for exactly what he is playing with and he can no longer distract her by giving her another toy. She wants what he has and the girl is nothing if not determined. 

This problem hits an all time high when Noah has to take one of his many bathroom breaks during the day. The boy is nothing if not regular. He is out of commission for a good amount of time and his sister has free reign to ANYTHING. 

In the past few weeks, he has realized that the only place she cannot maneuver her way into is the refrigerator. Thus, his new hiding place. 

The problem is that he usually forgets to reclaim his hidden treasure so guess who finds it? Last week I opened the refrigerator and ten baseball sized balls came rolling out on my head. I've found his baseball bat in there. It's a common place for finding his glove and you can't forget his green Crocs that Kayt loves to wear.  There was a Matchbox ice cream truck in the drawer with the cheese and the new pillows that I bought for his bed were on the top shelf. The list continues with everything from football player figurines to his Harlem Globetrotter brochure.  

All is fair in love and siblinghood. 

But I think I will put a sign on our refrigerator door that says, Open at Your Own Risk! because I cannot be held liable for any injuries that may happen to our friends due to the creativity of my boy.