Does This Look Like A Clothes Bin?

I tried to be patient. I lasted three whole days without saying a word but something inside me snapped on day four.

"Is there any reason your shirt is stuffed into the vase on our dresser?" I asked Blair.

"Oh. Yeah. It's got a stain on it."

The look on my face indicated I was somehow (go figure) failing to make the connection.

"Yeah, it's got a stain on it and I need to wash it so I left it out to remind me and I know you don't like stuff thrown on the floor."

My gosh, they are cute when they try, aren't they? But seriously, the vase? Not a clothes bin. Why do they do that?