When I awoke yesterday morning and came downstairs, my three year old had already got out of bed, but 21st C dad and I were sleeping so soundly we hadn't heard him crack the eggs all over the kitchen floor.
Yes, gooey eggs all over the kitchen floor! Eurgh! I'm just glad I got there before the flour did!
The only thing for it was a quick cleanup followed by an early night so I could be on guard this morning.
He won't catch me out again....
Monday, April 14, 2008
Noone expects the Spanish Omelette
at 10:42
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But the question is what was he doing with the eggs? Trying to make you a cake is good. Practising his egg throwing is not!
gorgeous as your youngest is, I still have that response of "how on earth do parents keep their cool when things like that happen...?!?!" (You can tell I'm not a Mummy!) WHY DO THEY DO THINGS LIKE THAT??? Husband Baba simply says "...because they can!"
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Hee hee, that's just the kind of thing Miss M would do. I'm a mean mummy. We have the stair gate shut and the burglar alarm on so there's no chance of M getting up without us knowing.
Hi Rosie - yes his intention was fixated on cake...I'm just glad I got there before he turned the oven on :-D
Hi Baba - yes Mr Baba is so right...that man has insight! Yep, it is because they can...which means keeping your cool is even harder ;-D
Hi Jo - the stair gate never worked but I love the burglar alarm idea...it's just a shame we've got the cats which would make life interesting ;-D
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