This morning, as I rushed to get Sammy and Callie ready for school, Micah roamed around. Fantastic. I love that he is blessed with an able body that gets him around. That miracle isn't lost on me...something I don't take for granted. BUT. He's still a little rascal.
So, back to this morning..here he is, quietly moving about. I notice he got into one of our lower cupboards, which is normally locked, and he has a pudding packet. He was innocently shaking it and hearing the dry ingredients brush against the package. Deciding it was safe for him to "play" with the pudding (why would I think that?), I continued to get Sammy's braces on. Next thing I know, there is pudding all over the floor and on his face. Really? Yep, he bit into it and ripped a hole out of the package and it just poured out.
The picture barely shows what it looked like in person. I couldn't get him to stand still. I realize that sugar puts him into high gear pretty quickly!
1 point for childhood
|Look at those chocolate outlined lips!|
I love it!
|Wahoo. Chocolate at 7am. Party!|
|"Oh wait Mommy, no party? Why do you look so serious?"|