I swear, this kid never leaves me empty handed when it comes to stories! I was in the shower and Jackson was playing with my shoes. Well, more like taking every shoe out of my closet and throwing them on my bedroom floor. But, I thought, he's occupied so go on shoe flinging boy! After he got the right amount of shoes out of the closet and onto the floor he told me he was going to climb the ladder. In my head I am trying to think of everything in my closet and become stumped knowing for sure that there is no ladder. Then it dawns on me. He had taken all the shoes off of my shoe cubbies and thought those clever little boxes would make a fabulous ladder. I begin to shout at him to not climb the ladder as I frantically wash the conditioner out of my hair. I finally get out of the shower and thankfully he is not climbing the "ladder." Later, however, as I was putting on my make-up he decided that he needed to climb his "rescue rope" (he watched WAY too much Diego tod...