What almost assuredly is his fault is me coming downstairs to find one of my yarn drawers gutted and spread around the downstairs. He’s the clever one with drawers, and he has gone on to teach his siblings how to do the things they’re not supposed to do. Smaller helped me gather things up and tidy up, and even went out back to fetch me a brick. I put it in the drawer, so hopefully they can’t open it again. Hopefully. ><
For now, back to a spot of bead sorting.