Adam works a lot. This is nothing new. But since I'm on day 3 of 7 days of not only waking up in, but also going to sleep in an empty bed, I'm a little more bitter than usual. The thing is, my kids are smart. And when you have smart kids, it doesn't take them long to realize that there's not enough of me to go around, which gives them plenty of time to get into whatever they put those smart little minds to. They're opportunists. And when I say they, I mean Kaelyn and Addison (for the most part at least). I'm not sure how they go from sweet
to the opposite of sweet in 0.07 seconds, but they do. Which brings me to tonight.
I hope I don't jinx it, but I'm pretty sure Kaelyn is out of her "throwing things in the toilet" phase. Addison is a different story. While going over Bryce's homework this evening, I heard the toilet flush. Then I heard it flush again. Then I heard it flush yet again. When I walk into the bathroom, I find Addison standing over the toilet, and (huge shocker) there was something in it.
I hope I don't jinx it, but I'm pretty sure Kaelyn is out of her "throwing things in the toilet" phase. Addison is a different story. While going over Bryce's homework this evening, I heard the toilet flush. Then I heard it flush again. Then I heard it flush yet again. When I walk into the bathroom, I find Addison standing over the toilet, and (huge shocker) there was something in it.
The Elmo towel. Last night in the bath, the girls argued over the Ninja Turtle towel. Long story short, Kaelyn won, Addison had to use Elmo, and apparently this evening she was determined to not have to do that again. Anyway, as a punishment, for putting something in the toilet that didn't belong in there, I decided that she wouldn't be having dessert after dinner. Fine. Life goes on.
Fast forward a couple hours...dinner is done, baths are done, and the kids and I are making posters for Bryce's fun run at his school. Addison comes running up to me and shoves her face in mine.
She obviously wanted to show me that she got into something (presumably ice cream) that she shouldn't have.
I walk into the kitchen, and the first thing I see is the drawer open.
Next, my favorite ice cream on the floor.
And then the aftermath.
I'm not sure what's worse:
1)The fact that she knowingly ate ice cream when she knew she wasn't supposed to,
2) That she then bragged about it instead of trying to cover it up like her sister obviously would have done, or
3) ALL OF MY BUTTER PECAN ICE CREAM IS GONE!
On a bright note, we made some cute posters.
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