....because while attempting to vacuum (maybe 15 minutes?) this morning, Logan managed to get his toy lawnmower jammed under the rocking chair in the living room, empty out the crayon drawer and dump them all into the art easel tray, smear cream cheese all over his face and clothes and the dog, go onto the screen porch and place cat food, piece by piece, into the cats' water bowl, poop his pants, dump out a huge basket of Matchbox cars onto the floor, and empty out an entire brand new bin of baby wipes, wipe by wipe, into a giant wet white pile on the bedroom floor.
Bartender.....?
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