After yesterday's escapade,
Chris and I were convinced that we had a bad case of
Middle Child Syndrome.
It's a dreadful disease.
I've seen it's effects before, even in my own sister...
who happens to be a middle child herself.
Anyway, upon realization that our own beloved child
was suffering from this ailment,
we were determined to step up our
A Game.
And so, our morning was filled with lots of books,
plenty of cheerful and fun songs,
lots of giggles and squeezes,
as well as the essential learning activities involving ABC's and 123's.
Great morning.
I thoroughly enjoyed my time spent with my sweet two-year-old.
And then I had to go
to the restroom.
Being that I am a woman who suffers from a certain affliction
around the same time every month...
there are certain things that I...
need to do in private.
Things that aren't very easy to do with a
two-year-old and a one-year-old in the room.
I literally put down the books we had been reading,
walked into the bathroom,
did my business (probably 2-3 minutes),
went into the kitchen and found this:
Stinker Pot
had gotten into the top cabinet
and poured out an entire box of
Baking Powder.
{Side note: have you ever had to clean up an entire box of Baking Powder?
It's called Baking POWDER for a reason.}
Mommy won this round. Praying for endurance to win the NEXT round.
