I came down with a serious case of Mommy guilt two nights ago when I reflected on my performance over the past few weeks. I theorize that most moms get this at one time or another. Right?
After wallowing in despair for a few moments, I resurfaced with renewed conviction that I was going to do right by my Two Year Old. Then I passed out for eight hours. . .
I awoke the next morning to the Two Year Old elbowing my head and kicking my ribs. Day One of Mission Impossible has commenced.
I happen across a General Conference talk in my morning studies on anger--decide to be less so, and proceed to make an actual breakfast non-cereal and milk style for my brood for the SECOND day in a row. I check with the Man to make sure that he has noticed. Duly noted.
Fast forward to me post work-out. I hop in the shower (why do all bad things happen while Mom is showering? ominous foreshadowing), and get ready for the day. I stroll into the kitchen to discover the brand new box of bisquick lying on the floor with contents mysteriously MIA. Huh?
Over the river and down the stairs to Colton's room we go (sing it with me). . .
Suspicions confirmed. the Two Year Old's forehead has guilty written all over it--in bisquick powder that is, along with his hands, his feet, and generally his whole person. Lovely.
I try to get mad at the Two Year Old for enhancing his duplo train landscape with bisquick treated terrain and fail miserably. Let him have at it I say--it kept him entertained for a good hour. I'd say that's worth the price of purchase.
Two points for me.
16 comments:
OH dear! Looks like a blizzard hit the train track.
Love it, Hill! That is too funny. I fear the day when I have to leave the kids and take a quick shower. I just know that between me and Dallin, we are going to have some seriously mischievous kids
Oh Colton.
proud of you for keeping your temper & just enjoying the moment.
you are a fabulous mom!
Hilary I have been looking at your site for awhile and love your stories. All I can say is that I thought my little boy was busy. Love hearing your stories.
I love 2 year olds!
I love it. I love that he is using his construction trucks to move the powder to and from. I hope to still love it if this ever happens to me. :)
Looks like fun!
I wanna play!?!
Where's my pancakes???
I love the fact that he needed something to fill his train and he was a man on a mission. I also noticed how clean he is considering all of the powdery mix. The apple didn't fall far from that tree!!! Thanks Blaine for not being a messy kid, creative, but not messy.
He's a boy! I love it! I can't tell you how many times Cason has done this! He usually dumps it out on the coffee table and goes and gets his trucks and loaders. There's something about filling them up and dumping them. And when you see just how much fun they really are having, how can you ruin it? Bisquick is kinda a really messy one to clean up tough! Yesterday ours was coco puffs and then he dumped them down the stairs, not too bad! He is so cute I can't wait for Cason to play with him. They would have a blast together!
Seems like you've had a few similar posts of flour-y like terrains. Boys will be boys.
I hear you on the anger issues- sometimes I feel like this too. Which Gen. Conf. article did you read about me? (Feel free to respond via FB). :)
Good luck to you (and me) as we set out on this new path of better parenting. Although, I dare say you're MUCH better than most and better than you give yourself credit for.
Oh, I LOVE it Hillary! Reminds me of the time twelve years ago that my own 2 yr old got a can of Crisco shortening out of the kitchen and "greased up" his little two week old brother who was sleeping nearby in his carrier! I'm serious, all you could see was his two little black eyes peeking out! Too bad I didn't think to grab the camera ... Love your blog btw!
Looks like he's pretty good at entertaining himself:) Before you know it he'll be getting into REAL trouble. He sure is a cutie! Miss Ya!
Gabe and Caleb would definitely get along with Colton!
Hahaha! LOVE IT!
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