The nap time bandit was at it again yesterday, and this time I maintained my cool and got pics. He's not crying because of me, but because he was about to drop a filing cabinet (plastic and mostly empty) on his head.

After rescuing him from the cabinet, I then noticed what he'd done. You got it, he emptied his entire closet.

I then looked down and saw that everything was in piles on the floor and in his bed.


Notice he was naked? Not my doing. He had peed all over everything, EVERYTHING, in his bed, so I needed to do tons more laundry and buy him a new pillow.
He did follow my rules though: "stay in your bedroom and stop destroying mommy and daddy's things." I will be more careful with how I put my instructions next time.
I'm laughing on the inside. Really. Seriously. Not.