Chaos Ensues

Baby J. has entered a stage where she cannot stand to see anything too orderly. She has a pile of bibs underneath her high chair, which she must pull out one-by-one until every bib is on the kitchen floor. She has a box of tupperware lids we gave her that she takes and empties. Then she'll put a lid back in, only to immediately take it back out. She has her toy box, which she empties of every single toy. The fun isn't in the toys. The fun is in flinging the toys about the room. Any food that is placed on her high tray must be squished, shoved under her butt or thrown onto the floor. It's chaos everywhere.