My Little Girl is Growing Up. Maybe.

The Big Kid is good at a lot of things. She is a beast when it comes to tumbling. She's a smarty pants at school. She's kind and caring and she's responsible beyond her years.

Mostly.

That whole "responsible" thing has its limitations. She's 10, so she's allowed to forget some things once and a while. BUT WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE SAME THINGS?

I can guarantee that I will trip over a pair of her shoes in the next 24 hours. I trip over her shoes EVERY SINGLE DAY. I can also guarantee that I will tell her to pick her jacket up off the floor. EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Doors.

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO REMEMBER TO CLOSE DOORS? That is one that amazes me because I'm not talking about her bedroom door or a bathroom door; I'm talking about the doors that are on either side of the hallways that connect our dining room and kitchen. Basically, there is no way to navigate our house without walking through one of those two halls. You can't walk through those halls if the pantry door, laundry area doors, or coat closet doors are left open. So what exactly is Alexis doing when she squeezes around the open doors instead of just closing them? I DON'T KNOW. I just know that she is the one who opened them.

The whole thing super confuses me.

The other one that confuses me is Miss Alexis' inability to clear dirty laundry out of her bedroom. Despite the fact that her room is small, she lets the laundry pile up until she is completely out of things to wear. Considering that she's a tiny person who still fits into some of the articles of clothing she has had since she was four (seriously, it's a little weird), she can go a REALLY long time. It often reaches the point where no part of her carpet is visible and there is no way to walk into her room without stepping into a pile of glitter-covered fabric.

She ALWAYS has to be reminded to walk her dirty laundry down the hall to where it belongs. Mind you, I don't remind her because I think it's her problem if she wakes up one day and doesn't have black leggings to wear. Either she'll get better about putting her dirty clothes away or she'll have to make use of those laundry-doing skills I taught her a while back. But other people remind her or she reaches the limits of desperation. It's a thing.

BUT THEN SOMETHING MAGICAL HAPPENED!!!!

Tonight, as I was putting Mila to bed, I caught a glimpse of Alexis wandering the halls in the dark. She just cleaned her room this weekend (it sometimes happens when she's trying to avoid other things), so no way she was putting dirty clothes away. But, YES WAY! SHE DID! She gathered her laundry from the past two days and walked it down the hall! Without being asked! All by herself! It's a miracle!

I'm not saying it's easy to impress me, but if she manages to close a door without being told this week, I might have to buy her a pony.