The day had started off like normal except that the bonus room needed a really good cleaning and I had two kids who needed math assistance. So they hung out with me and I cleaned and taught. Once Joshua had finished, I sent him down to unload the dishwasher. From upstairs I hear in a voice that was purely disbelieve "Sarah Anne..." Before I could head down to check it out, Joshua carried up a flour covered little girl who was positively happy as a lark. Arianna took her to the bath and I surveyed the damage. What. A Mess. It took me a full hour to sweep, vacuum and finally wash out everything that was covered.
The one tupperware container towards the rear right of the picture is filled with Apple Jacks, Corn Flakes, Nutri-Grain bars and flour. Notice that she took off her sleeper too? It's right behind the box of rice. That was thoughtful of her!
If you look carefully, the Nutri-Grain bar wrappers are nicely cut open. The knife used to cut those is from Pampered Chef and has an 8" long blade... the knife was hiding UNDER the flour. Yes. It was that deep. I'm thanking God that she wasn't hurt.
When I look back to when Sarah was chronologically 2.5/3 years old, she was more like 12-18 months old and not looking for trouble in the ways that she is now. It's as though we are hitting the "two's" just a few years later than others would. I wouldn't call them the "terrible two's" but they are certainly trying. I am off to buy doorknob covers and I will need to re-think where I store my knives. I did have to catch myself in being frustrated because I don't know if she knew better or not. She isn't almost five in that sense.
On the positive side, her tiny, flour covered body was so laughable. And I did laugh. A lot. Her innocence and sweetness is so charming.
Wow, glad you were able to laugh! And glad she wasn't hurt with the knife!
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