There is in ours, and she spent the day making sure we didn’t forget it!
Miss Mischief
Her first order of business this morning was to sneak out of bed and into her sister’s bathroom where she rounded up three tubes of toothpaste, hid behind the door with the lights off, and began to eat. Toothpaste.
Notice theres no little-kid appeal to these tubes...no bubble gum flavor or sparkly princess design...
After praying (a lot!) and following all the Poison Control Center’s instructions (Did you know too much fluoride is toxic?) and watching her for the next hour to be sure all was well, I put her into her car seat and headed off to the store. My goal: to pick up supplies for a science experiment. Her goal: To see if she could reach the biggest pump-bottle of conditioner on the market. (She could.) So, it ended up on the floor in pieces. (Yes, I cleaned it up. Yes, I offered to pay. Yes, I kept my voice down….somehow…)
We came back home and I opened the pantry and saw this:
Hint from Sesame Street: One of these things is not like the others...
Yes, there is definitely a toddler in the house.
Later, even though we’d just eaten supper, she decided to help herself to a snack (Who left that giant, plastic container of cereal on the island, anyway?) and promptly spilled every last Cinnamon Cheerio it contained onto the floor. It reminded me of another, similar incident not too long ago…
Can someone please tell me why I keep buying cereal in bulk?
Sweet as she is, said toddler insisted on helping clean up the mess AND using the big broom, and within 30 seconds that broom handle was knocking a glass off the island (Someone really should clear off that island!) and the toddler was crying because it shattered and I wouldn’t let her clean that up, too.
<Sigh>
Life with a toddler is hard. And busy. And never, ever boring. And wonderful. Really, really wonderful. (But I’m not sure I’m ready for tomorrow…)
Thanks for stopping by!
P.S. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has days like this. I’d love to hear about your toddler moments, too.
Why Amy Smiles 
Comments on: "Is there a toddler in the house?" (10)
Toddler moments are a distant memory in my house, but I will never forget the day my daughter dropped the TV remote in the dog’s water bowl……..at my parent’s house!
Oh, no! But at least it was at her grandparents’ home, and who (besides God and her parents) loves her more than they do? It does help to know we’ll look back and laugh one day.
You pray (a lot) for her. Please know that your mother still prays a lot for you! And for all my adult children, and for all my grands! “Mother said there’d be days like this, there’d be days like this, my mother said” . . . 🙂
Thanks for taking the time to pray for us. I’m sure that is why I’m able to get through these days!
I LOVE your blog. I mean really, really love it! The other day Adam used his step stool to get a box of magnetic letters down. I had to laugh hearing the many, many pieces fall to the floor, followed by an innocent little, “Ut-oh.”
Those two syllables always make me tense up a little! Thanks so much for your encouragement, April. I appreciate it so very much.
Amy, this is just precious – believe me – you will look back on these days and wish just for a second you could have them back. They grow so fast – cheish every moment!!!
I did try to remind myself of that while sweeping the glass…Sometimes it’s easier to remember AFTER all the drama is over. Thanks for the encouragement, Karen!
I can relate Amy! Thatcher put all of the dog’s food into his water bowl, big mess. Plus, I think he ate some! Yuck. We always have those moments between the two little boys. So fun!:D
I bet you do–Are you writing them down? They’ll love hearing about them one day. Thanks for sharing here, Daena!