A New Meme! What is in My Junk Drawer

So during some random blog hopping that I do everyday I found a new meme to participate in.  Over at Jenerally Informed she hosts a Mommy Reality meme and this weeks theme she wants to know what is in our junk drawer. I was happy to share my post. So on to it...

Honestly I do not have a "drawer" I have a basket that sits on my side table by my couch. "My Spot" everyone in the house knows this is my spot. (one of my sheldon (big bang theory) tendencies. 

So there is some thread for bracelets I used to make and tacky glue, an old cell phone I got out because my moms messed up so I was going to give her this one but as you can see it just ended up in my junk basket. My ear buds, fingernail clippers, tweezers and chap stick. Nothing fancy. 

Now on the other hand my Mr. Sexy has junk drawers everywhere. He is a hoarder of everything I swear so I decided to give you tiny glimpse into his junkiness. 

First drawer, some random patches from when we rode, wires, papers and I see a pill bottle there

More papers, more wires and diablo playing manuel and some pennies

More papers and a router/modem..two of them, bullets and guess what?? More papers and more wires

And this is not it, low and behold he has this in the kitchen

There are more around the house as well.....

Learning To Walk

So my son Logan is now almost 14mths old and just now started pulling himself up on the couch, coffee table, the entertainment center or whatever his little hands can pull himself up on and walk around the objects by holding on. He has one downfall to this activity. He has not figured out how to just let go of it and fall to his butt and go on to the next place. He will literally sit there and fuss and complain until either me or his daddy go "rescue" him. He seems to only do this when he is at the entertainment center. He will literally stand there forever if you don't go rescue him. Poor baby cries the whole time. No tears but fussing!!

So I am left with a dilemma, keep rescuing my poor baby boy or just let him figure it out?? Now as I am typing this up he is actually at the coffee table doing the same exact thing. Lord help my patience and help my baby boy learn to, just let go..Total different meaning than us adults have learned what to just let go is.