Gary has been cat-shaming, and SmalltownMe took it up a notch.
One of my sons finally picked up the dirty clothes off his floor. Can you tell which one?
Of course, that was several days ago. I noted this morning that his room is back to its former status as de-facto laundry hamper.
Spokalulu 
It never lasts, does it!
Sometimes? I just want to set fire to their rooms. There, I said it.
Emma lives out of the clean laundry basket. I don’t know why she has a closet and dresser. 🙂
I just close the door.
I’m with Aunt Snow.