Enter Max. In the time it took me to fold and put away one load of laundry, (Yes, I do fold and put my laundry away occasionally! Stop looking so shocked...) all 57 pieces of tiny dollhouse furniture, along with 13 alphabet blocks, the tv remote control, 2 Barbies and a Woody Doll had all been chucked down the stairs while the little boy laughed hysterically. As an extra bonus, some of the toys appeared to have had a toilet water bath before their flight down the stairs.
I maintain that those who say the difference between
heathens boys and girls isn't inborn have never had one of each.
I also maintain that it might be time to reinforce door closing policies with the girls.