On Wednesday, for fun, Millie and I decided to make candied apples.
Can you tell which apple was made by the mom and which one by the four year old?
I left the room briefly whilst Millie was working on her apple, when I came back she was covered in sweet stickiness.
Then I wrapped up the apple I’d made to take to a friend.
In the midst of all of this the door bell rang.
And there sitting on the porch was a special bag of Halloween goodies for Millie from her pal, Hudson.
What JOY!
And what a stash, I might add – thanks, Hudson or should I say, Hudson’s mama!
Millie was so excited she asked if she could take her new plate and cup and play in the bathroom sink. I relented seeing as there was a fair amount of stickiness on Millie and on the kitchen that needed to be dealt with.
About 20 minutes later I heard Millie SCREAMING that she needed help “getting out.”
Getting out of what? I thought.
Apparently, this is Millie’s idea of playing in the sink:
My friends, if I’m not laughing, I am crying – and I can’t lie – I’ve shed a few tears this week.
I have witnesses.
October 20th, 2009 at 1:44 pm
Oh Liza, I don’t know if I’m on a laughing kick right now or what, but this post (or rather, it’s photo conclusion) had me in stitches!! Ah, kids are the BEST. You will treasure this post in years to come, promise! I love it – one of my favs from your blog!
Before I logged on here, I just read that a friend’s niece had decided to name her teddy bear “Mike Lebowski” after Monsters Inc. And then I see Millie and her interpretation of playing in the sink – seriously, kids (or is it other people’s?!) are the best!
October 20th, 2009 at 5:40 pm
My mom actually suggested crying to me as a parenting technique the other day. I have to confess, it’s kind of effective!
October 20th, 2009 at 5:41 pm
p.s. I have a strange hankering for carmel apples now… mmmmm