Ivy is no respecter of drawers. She doesn't care if it is a drawer of pots and pans or a drawer with the title to your house enclosed, she loves them all the same. She scatters their contents freely about and nothing, absolutely nothing, brings her more joy.
But today, when for the umpteenth time she scattered Blaine's mission journal across the living room floor, something had to be done.
And, as a side note, if you are ever writing a journal maybe consider numbering the pages. Just sayin'....
Anyways, today I took matters into my own hands.
And for the billionth time since I have been a parent I add my voice to parents everywhere who proclaim on at least a daily basis, "THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS!"
Because imagine how silly duct taping a nice wooden cabinet would be. But the stripes of duct tape on my cheapy ikea filing cabinet, I dunno, it kind of has a nice look to it.
You should see the ice and water dispenser on our fridge (also covered in duct tape), because that is downright classy.
Now...how to keep her out of my purse...