Cody has many, many little quirks that make him loveable (one of which makes Grandpa call him Dangerous), but his most recent is about to throw me for a loop. He packs things. Suitcases. Backpacks. Target bags. Bags that toys came in. Baskets. Anything that can hold a toy. This morning he packed his baseball hat with various items and took it to swim team all loaded up. Lately, he has started what I am calling, clustering. Here is an example. This is a list of the items in this cluster - for an item to make it into the cluster, it must be able to hang:
A U of U hat (Go Utes!)
A car from the movie Cars
2 old cameras
A small Magnadoodle
A medium Magnadoodle
A Spiderman cover for a lollipop
A toy from Chick-fil-a
One of those things that has beads along a cury metal rod
A batman mask that seems to travel with us to various destinations
This packing was very cute at the beginning, but it is getting out of hand. Today Will, Cody's cousin, was over and they told me they had a suprise party in the game room. They had piled all of their packed luggage (they go to Grandma and Grandpa's house every day they are together, complete with the drive to the airport, the plane ride, and the ride to Grandma and Grandpa's house) on top of each other. The pile was taller than them. Needless to say there are no empty backpacks or baskets or toy bins in my house.
