A lit-tle test. I know, I am so childish.

I have been testing my manchild to see how long this pile will remain at the bottom of the stairs to the basement. See, my beloved child Capitan Poopypants throws everything down the stairs; I usually go down at the end of the day and collect everything. One day I just didn’t have the time, or it slipped my mind. It wasn’t picked up. My loving manchild though, he passes this pile everyday when he goes to his X-box - sometimes even three times a day. He hasn’t had one inkling to pick up anything. Not one.
So, as much as it drives me mental, I haven’t picked it up. It makes me laugh because I think about the Everybody Loves Raymond episode where they have a standoff over a suitcase. Neither Ray or Debra want to put it away. The only difference is that Mike is completely oblivious to the fact that maybe he should pick up the mess for a change.

We’ll see how long he I can hold out.