Everybody knows that when a two-year old is quiet, she must be up to no good.
There I was contently doing the dishes as I marveled at how easily I was able to load the dishwasher without Mercedes clinging to my legs or trying to help me or Luke wanting to be held, or Joshua asking for more juice. Contentment suddenly turned into slight panic as the following questions raced through my head. Wait, where is Mercedes? Umm, it's quiet... too quiet. Why don't I hear Luke? Where is Mercedes anyhow? Better question--what is she doing? Uh-oh, where's Luke? Joshua?!
I went running to the bedroom where I had laid Luke down while I was finishing the dishes and suddenly remembered that I had placed him close to the diapers. The diapers are packaged in plastic, and though unlikely, perhaps he could have managed to get them all out and stick his head in there and suffocate?? In full panic mode, I rounded the door frame and found the above situation. Luckily. I panicked for no reason, it could have been worse. Besides the slight possibility of suffocation, Mercedes could have easily colored on the flat painted walls (we all know that flat paint cannot be washed). Instead, she colored happily on Luke and Luke let her, perhaps pleased with the attention. And Joshua? Well, I he was happily watching. I should have cued into his laughter.
The sad picture is Mercedes desperately mourning over the loss of her Boo Maw as I threw it away. Consequences. Sheesh. (It was an old, practically dried out marker anyway). I like the markers Mommom gave us. They only work on special paper. Just FYI.
2 comments:
Oh how I love my little Lukie and Mermer!! Give her kisses for me and tell he that I am sorry her mom is so mean. ha ha ha ha! I'm funny. :)
I hate that feeling of "oh no, why don't I hear anyone?!" It's sooo true! I can't believe how big Luke is, wow! Yes, it could've been worse. I'd love to know what Luke was thinking as he was getting colored on!
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