Fer sure. My daughter has discovered the joys of crayons. She often wanders off, clutching one in her little hand. I have no clue where she's going or what she'll be getting into, so I have to hop up and follow her.
I pity the fool who tries to take the crayons away from her. She can carry on for a really, unbelievably long time.
The other day, I went to the police detachment near my house to renew my vehicle registration. Sissy and I had been at lunch with a friend of mine. We went to LongHorn (yum!). They serve those loaves of bread there and I had cut off a piece for Sissy to nibble on while my friend and I talked.
We finished up at the restaurant and Sissy was still holding that little piece of bread, so I let her hang on to it while I strapped her into the carseat. We got out at the police detachment and she brought along her bread.
She was jumping around and she dropped it. I picked it up and threw it in the little trash can next to me. I turned my back for a few seconds and when I turned back around, she had retrieved the piece of bread from the trash can.
I sternly told her to put it back in the trash, because it had fallen on the floor and it was dirty. She looked up at me, smiled sweetly and
TOOK A BITE FROM IT!!!!!
Well, I almost passed out. If I wasn't so tired, maybe I would have had the energy to do that. Instead, I looked at her and sighed, then said, "If you get eColi, it's your own fault."
I'm too old for this crap.
The Evil Twin will be 50 next summer. What were we thinking??? Most of his peers have grandchildren by now. We've got a 10 year old and a 2 year old.
Every night, after the kids' get in bed, I tidy up the house, vacuum my den and dining room and clear off the coffee table. Every morning by just after 8 AM, the floor is covered in crumbs and half of the contents of Sissy's room is dumped in front of the TV.
Today is gonna be special. I don't have a damn thing planned and there is something else on my mind. You'll get two blogs today. How's that for Value Added Service?