If you go into the middle room of our house on any given day, you’ll know that the Clothes Burglar as struck again.

Addison, you are quite adept in your walker these days. Everything that is within your reach includes the clothes on the shelves beneath your changing table, the wire stacked sliding baskets where your gramma cat’s clothes are kept, and the laundry basket. Evidence of the Burglar is irrefutable when we walk into the room and see you with all of the baskets pulled out and a trail of clothes that lead under your walker, with clothes strewn in every conceivable cranny of your walker.

Oh yes, and you are usually chewing on a sock or shirt, etc.

You are one curious babe.

The Clothes Burglar!

The clothes buglar, oh no!