It's hard to believe that this little gentleman, the one who was being SO good to little Miss Ava...
The one with the charming smile...
Could turn into THIS not even 24 hours later. I was making dinner in the kitchen and he was whining for attention. When he did not get picked up like he wanted, he ran off. He was only gone for about a minute when I realized he was being quiet. A little TOO quite. Normally I'd say silence is golden, but in the case of a little kid, it usually means a disaster. And there he was. In the bathroom. Happily putting on a beard with my mascara.
While I cleaned the beard off the screaming child, I smelled burning.... 
The water had boiled out of the noodle pot, burning the noodles. I threw them in the sink and opened the doors to let the smoke out. All that did was let in about 20 flies and let a baby and dog out.It was a good night.
2 comments:
Hahahahaha!
Hahaha! I love it. I feel like I am cleaning up one disaster, just to find and move on to the next all day every day. Toddlers are exhausting. Where the heck do they get this energy? I feel like I should put him on a treadmill like people do with there dogs, to wear em out!
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