He was supposed to be taking a nap in our room. I put him in our room because I didn’t want him to wake up his baby sister. It was an attempt to get a little peace and quiet around here.
Of course, as soon as he got quiet, Leyna woke up.
Oh well, at least one of them was napping. Finally.
30 minutes later he emerged from our room. Obviously, he’d never gone to sleep, despite being strangely quiet for an extended period of time.
“Momma, Mr. Elephant had lots of boo boos so I had to fix him,” he says.
For your reference, this is Mr. Elephant:
I slowly walked back to our room to inspect the damage (aka “boo boos”). What did he break now?
What I discovered is one of those epic moments in parenthood that you’re pretty sure will happen at some point, but you can’t ever predict it, and when it does come to pass, you sure as heck better take a picture.
And then you run to your blog to share with all your readers the creation your 3.5 year old made out of a bag of maxi pads, and toss a $20 in the future therapy fund.
Kids are hilarious.