Just a Stage
Things Ezra has done in the last two days {that I can remember at the frazzled moment}:
Anyone wondering where mama is?
Ya.
I used to wonder how other people's kids got into trouble. You're constantly by their side playing with them, right?
When I had one kid. Who napped half the day.
Broke the female head off our hugging couple figurine [can't help but sing "momma had a baby and her head popped off"]. How sad. Will someone glue my head back on for me please?
Reached with his now longer {than yesterday} arms for a mostly empty bowl of yogurt off the kitchen table, licked out the insides {making a circle of yogurt on hair, cheeks, chin, some on clothes}, and then threw it on the floor a couple times to see what would happen.
Turned on the bath water and began dumping the contents of the bathroom drawers and cupboards into the water. Caught before adding the toilet paper to his stew.
And pulled multiple baskets of cords and other electronics off the bedroom desk, spreading them all over the floor.
Anyone wondering where mama is?
Ya.
I used to wonder how other people's kids got into trouble. You're constantly by their side playing with them, right?
When I had one kid. Who napped half the day.