This morning Phoebe was in dreamland, Scout and I had mowed the lawn...PLEASE COME HOME AND MOW THE LAWN MR A.!!! But anyway, we then came in and got a drink. I went upstairs to do some computer work, leaving Scout to play....well, she was occupied when I left.
I heard her come upstairs and go into the bathroom...nothing unusual in that....heard her make the "mmmmmmm" noise.....either she REALLY needed to concentrate on her poo, or maybe she was playing with her bath toys....?!? Really?REALLY? HOW DUMB can I be? I eventually went to check on her, and there she was, hiding behind the bathroom door with the container of cheerios. Monkey Mouse had pushed her chair to the kitchen counter, climbed up, got the cereal down and hid in the bathroom to eat it.
Of course I laughed, and scowled at her at the same time.....yet my memory is telling me I used to climb our kitchen counter, grab a biscuit and make a quick getaway to the garden to munch on my loot!
And as I type this, my gorgeous daughter has come running into the lounge with her knickers presented " Look Mommy, I got poo in my knickers!"
LLLUUURRRVVVVLLLEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!
