So, today Mommy was a little behind schedule, just one of those days. I'm rushing around the kitchen preparing their lunch, Daddy's lunch for work tomorrow, filling the sink, etc. Multi-tasking, something every parent must learn to survive.
Well sure enough, after Laura and Brady finished their pancakes and apples, I got up to grab their yogurt. As I spun around to give it to them.............
|Laura & Brady - "Uh-Oh!"|
one yogurt slipped out of my hand and hit the floor. As you can see it may have actually hit the stove first. Either way, a few choice words come to my mind. However, knowing their are little ears listening I say "DRATS!!!". As I'm wiping the floor clean I hear a little voice from behind me. "Drats, drats, drats" Is there an echo in here? Nope just another word Laura has now learnt. Good thing I didn't say what I was really thinking.
"Yes, Laura, drats is right!"
On a lighter note, at least that part of the kitchen floor is now extra clean. I had already given it a wash earlier this morning, isn't that how it always is.