Taking Bryce to bed, I realized the crumbs were more like mountains of squished crackers on each step the entire length of the steps. Bryce sees them and says, "oh no!"
me, "what happened?"
Bryce, "I did it"
We finally work around all the potentially dangerous piles. Once in his room I notice even more "crumbs" covering his floor. When I question him, his only response is, " can't sleep in mess, clean it mommy!"
Umm, no! I sleep around his mess regularly, and as soon as he is up, the dogs will go inspect and "clean" for me.