Just when you think you have your "s" together...
Your little one is starting to rebound, you've sat down together and worked on homemade valentines, continued potty training is underway and dinner is in the oven...Boo-yah. Then, you decide to start your second load of laundry (told you I was on a roll). Once emerging from upstairs, you notice that your sweet angel has become quiet and has secluded herself in the dining room on your good carpet. You approach. She says, 'No, Stop It". You make the foolish decision to listen. A few moments later you see a trail of "s" all over the brand new carpet. Awesome. Little one is crying hysterically, undoubtedly ashamed. My heart breaks for her as the kitchen timer is ignored. So in a matter of minutes I go from motherhood royalty to the poopy-picker-upper with burned fish sticks. Papa was emailed photographic evidence. You however are spared...thank your lucky stars.
charlie did almost the same thing last week. except i was luckier since it was the bathroom floor, and he said "don't go in there." they are a match made in heaven.
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