Pardon me why I go take a shower to get the garlic, oregano, cilantro and slew of spices we never use, out of my eyes.
In “Death by Toddler: Second Addition” this morning, I bring you “2 year old that learns to stand on his toys to reach pushed back from the counter items for his own pleasure” pictures.
CAUGHT RED HANDED!
I never figured a police officer for a con.
And since the damage was already done, here are some pictures so you can relate.
Hhim using the Windex to “clean it up” was the icing on the cake. He got that from the inside of the sink. There were a lot of “wet” spices too.
Which enhanced the kitchen aroma.
More from the scene of the crime.
And this was a lot worse than it looks like on film. All the grainy little spices. UGG.
Will there EVER be a time that I can walk out of the room/not follow him around/use the bathroom/take a phone call without having to put a straight jacket on this child?
You know how they run all those pregnancy shows and give a teenager a “fake” baby that cries?
Give them a real one.