So I guess the task of re-organizing a 3 year old's bedroom isn't so much a "lazy" day, but it sure felt like it. Perhaps because it was so nasty and humid that we hardly went outside at all. Pat went outside with Soph when he got home and came back inside with 6 mosquito bites that I counted on his back, 2 on his tummy, and 3 on his arms. I surely would have ended up a swollen mass on the floor had it been me. Anyhow, Sophia played in her room while I fixed our organizational issues. Some water company guy came to drain or pump or so something I don't know what with our main water lines and was in the manhole right in front of our house so Sophia got out a stool and stood at her window watching and giving me the play by play of what he was doing. Very informative. All the while she was drawing on her windows. (I bought some "window markers"... her special window washing day treat... I figure if I have to clean them that day anyways I may as well let her have fun messing them up first).When she tired of that after a while she decided to "help" me, which mainly meant sitting in the bins and blindfolding herself with Pat's tie while asking me to take pictures so she could see what she looked like when she wasn't looking. Then she decided to get to work and helped me put the little pegs in the big holes, she did a pretty good job for a 3 year old I'd say. Brenna helped too by passing out in her carrier after watching us quietly for a long while... I must say the poor little girl probably slept better in that darned carrier than she has since getting her cold. After all, it is much easier to sleep sitting up when the head is filled with snot. When I had my wretched cold I would wake up constantly from the pressure in my sinuses, I imagine it is the same whether you're 25 or 3 months.