Isn’t this an innocent little face? The kind of face that belongs to a tiny angel? Yes, they all look that way when they sleep. It’s when they’re awake that you have to worry.
Tonight we headed out to Hayley’s first official soccer game of the season. We arrived at the field at the same time as the thunder and lightning did – the game was immediately canceled. Since we were home about 45 minutes earlier than I expected, I decided to quickly wash the dishes I had left behind and then went ahead and did a bit of work that I still had left, figuring if I could get it done before the kids went to bed the rest of the evening would be mine.
Hayley was drawing pictures at the table and Breanna had been watching her. All was quiet and I was typing away.
Be ye warned – when they’re quiet, there’s a 95% chance they’re doing something you don’t want them to be doing!
While Hayley was indeed still drawing away, Breanna had left the table. She then walked up to me with her hands out in front of her, asking, “What dis Mommy?” She appeared to be coated in some sort of thick cream. I jumped up, trying to think what cream had been left lying about. Then my nose kicked in and I knew it was not cream.
It was the mostly congealed fat that I had not yet emptied from the grease trap in the bottom of the grill that I had used to make burgers. Which she had, apparently, pulled out and played in. I managed to only shriek quietly (mostly), and I grabbed her and steered her by the elbows towards the bathroom, passing through the kitchen. That was when I noticed she had pulled out the entire grease trap and used it to *fingerpaint* all over the side of the deep freezer.
And it was in her hair too.
Cue the quick bath and shampoo (three times with the shampoo!), after which I cleaned up the “art”.
Good lord.
But then she came up to me, wringing her fingers, and said, “I forry Mommy.”
And really, how the hell can you be mad at someone who says “forry”?
*laugh*
First – adorable picture!
Second – HILARIOUS! I know it’s not very funny now – but it will be in a couple of years. At least it wasn’t poop (that’s what it was at OUR house many years ago.)
And forry – 😀 So sweet!
A little scientist in the making. Does it get any better than that? … and forry to boot.
Do I ever know the “they are too quiet” drill. Mine loves to get into the Penaten and the diaper wipes. Friends always laugh when they go to use them find them all shoved back in the box in a ball!
Forry is great! Love it!
Hecticmom Undone – Actually it didn’t even take that long! As soon as it was over I sat down and messaged a friend to tell her about it and I couldn’t stop giggling. I made sure I didn’t show Breanna I thought it was funny because I don’t want her doing it again, but I was never mad and it was definitely hilarious because really, who fingerpaints with FAT?! 😀
by all accounts, i wonder why more parents of small children aren’t alcoholics! yesterday was stiff drink time for me too!
“forry!” That’s fantastic.
I was waiting to read it was painted all over the couch or something – see, it could have been worse!
(ps your form says “URI” instead of “URL”)
Yes, when things get quiet is when I worry. Those are the days when I have a tid bit of red wine. and chocolate. too quiet here usually means my son is stuffing something down the loo. and running the faucets to no end!
Hey, that sounds really gross. My 3 year old uses “f’s” instead of “s’s” too and the funny words are the ones like…
“can someone help me put my fockin’ shoes on?” that would “socks.and.shoes.” not – focking shoes…..
and for instance when someone scrubs their feet on the carpet and touch someone else and he yells loudly for the entire daycare to hear “you focked me” which means I shocked you and save “f%^)ing people” for much more serious matters
and when his class does art, he makes an awesome “fuckle” when he draws a sun
Good times!
Lately too many of my parenting days are stiff drink days. Luckily I’ve got a bit of self control!