Listening

B returns to the bathroom after throwing his dirty clothes in the hamper and I ask him, "B, would you please take E's clothes to the hamper as well?" "Sure, Mom." He comes back empty handed and ready to play in the tub. While the tub is filling and the boys are playing in the bathroom, I wander into my bedroom to grab something. I find E's underwear on my floor. Puzzled, I go to E's room. His shirt was thrown onto the bed and his jeans were thrown into the corner of the room. Since when did "throw the clothes into the hamper" translate to "throw the clothes where ever you want kid, I want the extra work later."??