O.C.D.

Emily is O.C.D.

Example #1
Gramma Nancy (who watches Emily while I'm at work) just called me... Here is the conversation:

GN: I hope you don't have any plans for Emily to be a brain surgeon...

Me: Why...?

GN: I was in the kitchen when I heard her grunting... I came around the corner to find her on the floor, under the school desk with her dolly's blanket... SCRUBBING THE FLOOR!

Me: Not again!

So I was only joking when I said "not again" -- but every time Emily can get her hands on something towel-esque, she starts wiping things down! The window sill, the floor, the table... the couch! The girl loves to clean!

Example #2
A few days ago, Emily and I were reading books. As we'd finish one book, I'd set it aside. After a few books, we had a small stack of them. We finished a forth book, and I went to fill up her milk. When I came back, she had stacked that book underneath the top two books... so that the four books were stacked BY SIZE!!

Oh how cute, my little O.C.D. child is!