There's a basket of toys nestled in the corner of our living room.
It sits beside a HUGE stack of puzzles and books.
Then there's Emilija's room filled with
and even more toys.
But as soon as she hears that dishwasher door drop down,
she darts to the kitchen.
And for the rest of the day,
I don't even think the Hulk could pry the wooden spoon from her grasp.