Every time I tried to sweep the floor Taylor would do one of the following: throw more food on the floor, spit out the food in his mouth, spill water, walk in the pile, take the broom and sweep himself (aka spread it out all over again) or insist on being held. I wish I had three arms sometimes.
I was stirring the cottage cheese before I placed it in my dish---spilled it out all over the counter.
Tried to finally take the toys up to the playroom and out of the mountain building up in a hallway downstairs----Taylor throwing them out of the laundry basket that was to carry them all
Almost (but not really) got in a wreck, because I just couldn't remember to look right.
And last but not least, I made the kids eat the cookies outside because I did not want any more crumbs on the floor. And Taylor misjudged the step.
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ISAAC!!! Thanks for the comment, and of course I remember you!! :) You were such a great friend. I'm glad we are back in touch...what a lovely family you have! Congrats!
Ouch! Poor Taylor! Hope your day is going better.
I can TOTALLY relate to your day. -hope Taylor is okay. He doesn't seem too upset in the picture, it almost looks like he is smiling or trying to run off and play.
Is there any other kind of day to have?? When I finally get a "good" day I feel like I'm in an episode of the twilight zone.. doo doo doo doo. Poor Taylor! Wesley my 3 yr old always has some sort of bump or bruise on his head ESPECIALLY before family picture time. Good times.
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