Closet Cleaning with a Chronic Door Closer

Have you ever had one of those days where you actually wake up motivated with a list of things that you want to get done running through your head? That does not happen to me very often but it did today. I decided that I was going to get our closets cleaned this week. Now this is a grand endeaver just by itself, at least in my book, not being the natural born organizer that my husband is. I decided to start downstairs since that is where my closet is. Starting was easy because I had been sifting through clothes that do not fit, folding them, and placing them neatly on the floor of my closet since the beginning of the year. I went into my closet to get these when BAM! the closet door slams behind me. Yep, the Knight was at it again. He just cannot stand to have ANY door open. At this point, I had my hands full, so I put the clothes down and opened the door in time to see my little Knight running in his wobbly, toddler gait across my room. He looked back as he was passing through the door, giggled, and BAM! slammed my bedroom door. I chased him, caught him, and tickled him while gently reminding him not to slam doors! Repeat sceneria 5 times and throw in the Knight's new new skill of being able to climb on top of my bed where all of the clothes bound for storage were neatly folded. While their falling to the floor did not make a slamming sound, my shout of "NOOOOOO!" was most likely heard through the neighborhood. So maybe the closet cleaning will not be done as efficiently as I envisioned this morning after all. Oh well!