Sometimes you have to spend 30 minutes cleaning up after breakfast, scrubbing strawberry/blueberry smoothie off of every nearby surface.
Sometimes toddlers are a lot of work.
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Tess is my fourth child to wear these Spiderman jammies. She loves 'em.
Excellent purchase seven years ago, Grandpa ElRay!
(I had grand designs of finding pictures of all three boys in these jammies as well. Yeah, life happened so that didn't.) ((And by life happened I mean that Tess and Cole were on wild rampages today.)
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Tess MUST spend at least 15 minutes on my bed every day, propped up on pillows, tucked in with her "piggy blankie", sipping milk, and reading books. "Milk on Mommy's bed!" she demands, ever so sweetly. (No, not sweetly. She demands it as only a toddler can.)
I think we have a little princess on our hands.
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This afternoon I decided to make some pickled peppers and jalapeno jelly. Tess had other plans. She woke up ANGRY. No, more than that. ANGRY.
I can't figure out what her problem was, but she absolutely refused to let me put her down. She let me sit on the couch with her, but putting on the floor? End of the world.
I finally got her to calm down a bit by letting her drink milk on my bed (see above), so I was able to get my canning done. But as soon as I finished she was back on the rampage.
I emailed Lance and told him I was running away.
So how am I blogging now? Josh and Cole magically distracted her. But I suspect my reprieve won't last long. In fact, I know it won't - I can hear her coming up the stairs right now. I better run to the bathroom while I'm still allowed to go by myself. (You moms of toddlers know what I'm talking about...)
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