I was trying to hurry Griffin along this morning. I could NOT find his pants anywhere. His drawer was empty. The laundry sorted and his put away....hmm. "Griffin", I said, "I can't find any of your pants! Where are they?"
"mm", and he scurries over to a bench, looks under the bench and there are all his pants! I was aghast! That is apparently where he finds it just fine to store his clothes!
He got dressed and to school. He will do some cleaning when he comes home.