4:36 pm.
All was quiet.
Too quiet.
And then I heard the shower door slam.
Not good.
All was quiet.
Too quiet.
And then I heard the shower door slam.
Not good.
I raced into the Master Bathroom and there she was. Little Fifi, fully clothed and sopping wet. She had just exited the still running shower and was busy giving her Barbie doll a swirly in the toilet. On the bathroom floor were the discarded dress-up clothes of her sister and partner in crime, who was now streaking through the house, sopping wet. I guess we'll just start all over again today.
Fresh bath,
fresh clothes,
frustrated Mommy.
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8 comments:
LOL I'm so happy this wasn't my kid! I'm so happy you thought to take a pic of it
LOL! I love the look on her face! :) I have a bunch of pics of my middle son getting into trouble and turned them into a great scrapbook page. You'll want to remember this and laugh! :)
ohhhhh,that face!! It's that 'whaaaat??? I didn't do anything wrong'!! look!!! LMAO Your girls are so precious!!
Ugh, I have been there. Breuklyn once made herself a hat out of toilet paper. Doesn't sound bad, does it? Well... the hat was sticking together, so she had to wet the toilet paper first before she stuck it on her head. Blech and double blech.
At least Miss Fifi looks absolutely adorable. And the Barbie had it coming to her. :)
Thats too cute!!! Mine once got in the tub with her clothes and diaper on, but we haven't gotten to this point yet... sighs*... I know it's coming, she manages all other trouble making moments.
You'll sit back and laugh on this when they are older, and embarrass them in front of their beaus.
I hate days like that! What stinkers!
How did they get the shower running? Is Ella tall enough to reach the handles?
I just have to say...your post made me laugh out loud while at work on my lunchbreak! those little moments that leave us totally frustrated, but ones we'll never forget! :)
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