Tuesday, August 17, 2010

A Text

I had a night so horrible it yielded this text to my husband...

Don't be alarmed when you come home. I know it looks like an animal was slaughtered on our carpet, but everyone it still alive.

I left Maddi alone for 3 minutes to finish writing an e-mail and then grab a diaper for her, and she managed to get strawberries and squish them beyond recognition. Then she danced on their remnants making quite the work of art on our carpets. oh, but she wasn't done yet. She still had one whole minute of destruction to go before I returned, so she took advantage of the opportunity and grabbed a few goldfish crackers to add a little texture to the mix and then topped it off with a little poop. Yes. poop. My poor carpet. Needless to say, this strawberry fiasco wasn't on my to-do list, and the rest of my night was total chaos. Oh, the joys of motherhood.


Becki said...

Ewww! Sounds like she's got a bit of her artistic Mommy in her! Don't you love it when you have to send out "warning texts" to your hubby? I did one of those when O smashed the TV. Good luck getting that stain out!!

Candace said...

Hilarious. I can only think that because these things happen to me too! Bless your soul!