Should've Known Better

You know those moments where you realize you made a mistake as something occurs?

That happened here this morning.

I mean I seriously should've seen it coming. The mess was 100% preventable. But I didn't until it did.

So I was getting ready to give the toddler second breakfast. She's a grazer so multiple meals are a must. T's math books were sitting on the table. For some reason I unthinkingly placed the tray on top. Then I turned to answer a question T had about his Lego's.

F may not he obsessed with food but she is with music, animals, and books. So the next  instant F grabbed that book off the table pulling the tray of food that had been placed on top with it. Crash! The contents fell all around as she looked at me, stunned.

I should've known better.

At least everything was plastic.

It could've been worse.

A broom. A dustpan. The floor is now clean again.

Problem solved--- oh. Wait. Now I have to fix a new tray of food.

OK then!

Summer Gear Shift

Next Tuesday the gymnastics class T takes will have their "show". After this T is going to take a break from gymnastics for   a month or two. For June I've signed T up for swimming and soccer instead. A change should be good for him. At least for a little while.

Who is baby now?

My baby is fifteen months old. At least according to her birth certificate. She thinks she's more like fifteen years old.

Going through her dresser she'll pick exactly which clothes she wants.

Shopping with me at Target she will spy some article of clothing. "My?" She'll enquire. If she doesn't like something I look at she will disdainfully look the other way.

Eat with fingers? Oh mom. That's so last year. Spoon and fork please.

Every Toddler's Dream

It must be every toddler's dream to have a wall like this.

Life Learning Laundry

My poor 5 year old is learning how to do laundry.
His. Yes. His.
A boy.
Male.
My son is learning how to do his own laundry. This is a typical five year old boy. He has a strong dislike for anything relating to soap and water on his person. Yet here he is, helping me clean his clothes.