You know that quiet play that as a parent you hate to interrupt because your intrusion, even just for a moment, can break the spell of wonderful imaginative play? Of course this same quiet can also mean total chaos is going on, but the little imps are being sneaky enough to pull it off, so sometimes you can’t help but poke your head in. Well, when I was making dinner a couple nights ago and the older two were playing outside with Daddy, Pixie was in one of these quiet play moments. I only intruded because I needed to take a load of laundry upstairs and found…
 

Her quiet play fell somewhere between that deliciously imaginative and OMgoodness chaos! Every, single stuffy in the house was piled up at the bottom of the stairs, apparently each awaiting their turn to be seated neatly, and orderly on the steps. I wove my way carefully upstairs with the laundry basket not disturbing a single one but the spell was broken. When I came back down she had gone outside. About 20 trips up and down the steps later order had been restored… a small price to pay!