We have been robbed?! Or have we?!

We have been robbed!?! Or have we?!?

No, we have not been robbed, but one might think we have after viewing this photo. Lets just say Josie had a blast this morning, as you can tell. She was up for hours last night coughing and tossing and turning in Mommy's bed, so needless to say Mommy got hardly any sleep. Even though she had little sleep herself, she was up bright and early this morning at 6:30 AM sharp as usual. Come on Josie it is a Saturday and you were up late last night playing with Jacob and Presley who came over to visit. Why didn't you sleep in? For sure I thought she was going to.

Brent was good enough to feed her breakfast and keep her entertained when he got home from work until around 8:00 AM, but that was not enough time for me to get my needed rest. She wanted to play in her room, so she told be to go sleepy and nicely tucked me into bed. How nice of her. She left the door open and kindly went to her bedroom to play. I never really slept, but just rested. I could hear her playing in her bedroom and occasionally she would come and check on me. Just like we do for her. About an hour later, I got up and this photo is evidence of what I saw. I did not know what to think at first other than, oh my god. There was nowhere to walk through her room. I thought to myself, was her bedroom robbed, did a tornado hit it, but Josie corrected me by saying "Fun Mommy! Play?!" She had everything you can imagine out. All of her stuffed animals, every toy from the toy box, all her shoes out of her closet, all her shoes out of her closet, and don't ask me why but the step stool she uses to turn on her bedroom light was on her bed. What?! I know why in the would was her step stool on her bed. Thank god she didn't use it for something standing on her bed. There is nothing on the wall by her bed so there would be nothing to go towards. The only reason I could think of would be she had no open floor space and needed to move something to play. I mean her bed was even coated with toys.

All I can say is the once clean bedroom she had was destroyed. Josie attempted to pick up some of her toys, but you all know who in the end will get this dirty job. Just like all the rest, Mommy.

Man, I miss those days when I was young and I could destroy my bedroom/playroom and Mommy would help pick up. I guess that means, I want a maid. Get real I know.

This was not Josie's first go around with becoming a human tornado, oh no. Take a look at some other times Josie has had a blast playing in her bedroom.

Photo evidence of Josie having a blast last weekend