I’d like to say that I could be proud of this prodigy.
This chemist.
I’d like to say that I was happy to clean-up the bathroom.
This mess.
Walking into the bathroom this morning I discovered destruction.
Lotion, lipstick. Blush, base. Oil, water. Toothpaste and soap.
Experiments. Cooking. Beautifying. All in one place.
She’s growing. Time to try top shelf storage.
I thought I had one pet at my place
However…
watching drawers emptied at a hurried pace
And two with toys stuffed in their face
I soon realize that this is not the case
You need not be a psychic to expect breaking bead strands in the hands of a toddler.
Psychic abilities are necessary to predict just how much that toddler would enjoy picking them up.
I’ve shown it before
It transpired again
The inevitable happened
About quarter of ten
The day after grooming
In search of a dropping
Mac found a way
To get under the slopping
The yogurt, it flew
And of course there he stood
On his head it did land
Like I predicted it would
Allowed to eat dirt, Abby was anxious to shovel it in.
Anticipated result true.
Andy feared the mess it would make…if she caught him and gave him a kiss!
1 – Early during playtime the piano was played. This piano is pretend and not actually musical.
2 – Pockets are a favorite. Peeking in Papa’s and protecting her own.
3 – If only a picture during pizza! To prep, I peeled the toppings from crust for ease of eating. Next, something never seen…the sauce being smeared all over her face. Yes, deliberately and generously lathered as if it were lotion.
4 – Alas, no Pee Pee on the potty today, but headway happens as we practice.
5 – Perhaps a near perfect day. Perhaps a near perfect blog as entered on this new ‘puter. 🙂
The story starts with a spotless car and a good Grandpa.
Sitting in her seat on Saturday, Abby yacked in the Yukon.
Yes, the car was freshly washed and occupied by only Abby and Dad.
Grandpa leapt into action, thinking only of the volume of excrement that just spewed from his car-mate’s mouth.
By the time I made it back to the car it was quite tidy. Very impressive.
For the rest of the weekend it was babying that my baby needed.
Cuddling. Napping. Reading (and more reading). TV watching. Hugging. Bathing.
Doing quite well at bedtime, just a little tired; I am optimistic about the week ahead.
At our core, Abby and I differ when it comes to the need for neatness.
She organizes and covers and wipes and sweeps and moves and sets things over and over and over again. Mostly very constructive.
Convenience prevails as I look to set things down or put them away. Mostly very destructive.
Costco, once again, a clear illustration of life…
Waking up to pancakes got us ready for the day. What a cook I have.
The cook continued later in the day to exude passion for the kitchen.
My dinner preparation was accompanied by a very methodical mass raid of the napkin drawer.
What a helper. We had a very busy kitchen today!
Abby’s day was filled with color.
She had a chocolate chip cookie. Brown.
She had ketchup. Red.
She had paints. Green and Pink.
…painting more clearly illustrated through video…
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