Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Flour and a Four Year Old

As I was just sitting down to rest for a bit before tackling the next task in a very busy day I heard a voice. A very timid voice coming from the kitchen saying, "Mommy."

"Yes G?" I responded hoping it was something simple like her needing help with a drink of water. But there was no answer.

A very helpful sibling walked into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Uh you better get in here."

So I wearily got up not looking forward to what I would see.



"How did this happen, G?" I asked amazingly calm and not upset in the slightest. Just seriously confused how the flour that had been on the counter was now standing upright on the floor with the lid on and half the container all over the floor and a very still 4 year old.



"I don't know," said G with a sheepish grin. She was starting to dig her cute little piggies into the pile of flour that was around her.


As she started to enjoy the mess she was in, I quickly snapped to my senses. And gave out orders to the bigs.


"One of you get me a towel." Quickly fetched by a very wonderful helper, I got the majority of the flour off her feet and then stripped her down as efficiently as possible. I sent her to the bathroom with the older girls who got her washed off and dried and dressed in new pj's while I swept up the floor.

Thankful I hadn't gotten to the mopping yet and still baffled at how the mess came about in the first place.

It's all part of the great adventure called Mommyhood.

This post is linked to Sweet Shot Tuesday.

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