Funny.

Ellie just picked a shirt up off my bed and held it up. Then she looked at me, very seriously, and said, "I going to put this away. In the closet. It's clothes stuff." And then she walked over to the closet with my shirt (which she had kindly wadded up) and threw it on the closet floor. It cracked me up! Oh well, it's the thought that counts, right?