Today, I attempted to slip away and get some work done at my computer. A gate divides my work area from the living room, and Sweet Pea was hanging on the gate calling to me "Wanna come iiiinnn." I told her it would be just one moment, and then I would come play. That lasted about 5 minutes, and then I heard those two, terrifying words:
"Uh oh."
"What's wrong, baby?" I said as I looked to the gate. She had reached her arms through the bars and was holding her hands together on the other side.
"Uh oh, arms." She said, concerned yet preoccupied.
I laughed. "Did you put your arms through the gate?"
She very abruptly pulled her face to the gate and barked out "WANNA DRAW A KITTY CAT!"
Because sometimes having a toddler is kind of like having a rabid beast.
A rabid beast with a taste for crayons.
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