When I went to get Jonathan from his nap and found the pages of a book torn to shreds on the floor beside his crib. Does a child of mine really rip pages from a book so aggressively?
And... I came in the kitchen to find Hoppy going for a ride in the empty rack of the dishwasher. You don't even want to know where the dirty pumpkin covered dishes were. Or where I found Hoppy in his "car" next.
Or when things got quiet (you always know something is up when it gets quiet!) and I found you know who in my grain jars mixing, filling, having a ball!
Hum... wonder if Momma still has that sign around somewhere?
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