When your children let you sleep in...

... that means it's too quiet.

And when it's too quiet, that means they're into something, likely something you don't want them to be doing.

When I opened the door to DJ's room, I saw...

...DJ sitting on his changing pad (which is on top of his dresser), playing with his car magnets and the dry erase marker on the dry erase board. 

So I surveyed the room and discovered how he did it.

 He had pulled the chair that we use to read books before bed over to the dresser, piled all of his blankets on it, and climbed from there.  Obviously, this was the last thing he had done because the rest of the room looked like this:

That picture doesn't really do the toy-pocolypse any justice.  The room was trashed.  There are toys in his closet, in his bed, on the floor...

Surprisingly, he left the wipes alone (notice the container on the end of the dresser next to his humidifier) as he's usually a wipe fiend. 

Obviously, I called Daddy to get the camera and before we got the picture (and therefore I could take away the dry erase marker), he got some on his pajamas.  Oh well.  The whole situation was enormously amusing, though, even if only because DJ wasn't hurt.