Out of sorts

Last night, Chad and I undertook a major cleanup of our house, which involved relocating a lot of toys out of the playroom to other spots: some in the living room, some in the basement, and some just plain old hidden away.

This morning, Chad offered to drop Liam off at Cindy's house, saving me and Mallory from having to make the trip. And Mallory chose to sleep in; she wasn't out of bed until Chad and Liam were already out the door.

So when Mallory came downstairs, couldn't find her toys, didn't know where her brother was and then rounded the corner to the old cat food locale only to find, poof, no trace of it remaining -

Well, I wasn't surprised when she started to cry. It was all just a bit too much.

(My photos aren't uploading right now, so no visual for today.)