The produce stocker at Kroger better watch on for his job is on the line! 3 year old Josh whom, with all my medical qualifications (none), I have diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, will be applying for the position some day.
See what I mean?
After our trip to the grocery store this morning, I asked Josh to put the tangerines and apples in the refrigerator. He happily complied and said, "Look, Mom, I make a train." He was lining up the tangerines in a row and then piled the extra + apples on top.
He lines up his cars perfectly. At the girls' school fun run, he busied himself most of the time lining up the cones that were out of line. It was quite upsetting to him that anyone would run by and knock one over.
Where he gets it from, I don't know. It could be his father who lines up his ties and shirts in his closet perfectly or his mother who insists on a perfectly made bed before getting into it. And yes, before I'm thrown under the bus by my husband, he has been asked in the past just a handful of times to get out of bed so I can fix the rumpled covers.
Happy organizing, Josh! I am one proud Mama!
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