"Every parent will have their breaking moment, where the only thing they can do is sit back, shake their head and laugh at the mess."
- Babers
I have many of these moments. Often they come at my own fault. I was in the shower just a bit too long, I was busy making supper, I was sitting right there and watched it happen. Okay so the last one takes a bit to own up to, but I'll admit, it happens.
Sometimes I get so intrigued by my children that I swear if I let them, they would tear the house down. Tonight, I had one of those moments. My daughter who's just shy of her second birthday grabbed the open bag of cereal off of the table, a bowl from the kitchen counter where it was drying (mind you, she had to push a chair from the dining room into the kitchen in order to reach it) and preceded to make her way over to sit down on the treadmill. She then poured herself a bowl of cereal, spilling everywhere I might add, looked at me and said, I'm a kitty and then leaned over her bowl to eat.
Of course she made a mess, I now have ground Honey Nut Scooters under and around the track of the treadmill, but the way I look at it, the Scooters can be vacuumed up, who's to stifle her imagination. I certainly won't. I love to watch her progress. She amazes me every single day.
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