So after our neighborhood food drive, my wood floors were a disaster. It isn't a big deal. It is just what happens when lots of people walk through after walking to our house in the snow. So that night I mopped. It was looking unusually good. But then Quinn woke up. Let the fun begin. Gavin had just got home from kindergarten and was so hungry he was going to DIE. So I made him hot dogs (the standard request for lunch). They were cut up on a plate with ketchup and a glass of apple juice. On a place mat. I go to the laundry room to fold clothes. In walks Quinn. Who LOVES hot dogs and ketchup. So she pulls off the place mat.
So I put her in her high chair with her own plate. And as always, she goes straight for the ketchup. She had already had enough hot dogs off the floor, anyway.
What happened to my sweet little baby?
11 comments:
Oh my, I laughed out loud while reading this. So familiar!!! She is over the top cute and such a good girl who is just exploring :)
She is so cute! I think it could be worse though. You could have Josh :)
I think those hot dogs look good
Ha Ha Ha. I can laugh b/c it didn't happen to me. I really should laugh when it does happen to me though. I think I get angry too much. I want to meet Quinn again. She is a whole new person now!
I can empathize and laugh; laugh with you. Laugh and laugh and laugh while hugging my knees and rocking back and forth and back and forth...you get the picture :D
Some day you'll be in some nursing home, laughing laughing laughing like a crazy woman...laugh your way through life. signed ha-ha-ha-ha- holly
The look on her face is priceless....She was probably wishing that she wouldn't have made those hot dogs fall on your beautifully clean floor either, not because the floor was clean, but because she wanted to eat them. Thanks for grabbing your camera before you cleaned it up. We all need to remember to grab our cameras more often.
Oh my gosh, but she's so cute you can't really get mad at that face! Can you...? Thanks for the laugh. Ha, and I like Ken's comment above, hahaha.
Oh, that so sounds like my house! That's why I so rarely mop. (I probably shouldn't have admitted that.)
I think when she hit the toilet you should have handed her the soap! And while I am laughing very hard at this post, I am feeling for you...been there, and then I realize what a cute little vest you have on her, and my thoughts move on to...can I get me one of those!
and that is a daily occurence with my Tessa!
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