Usually, Emma and i are joined at the hip. She's taken to running through the house while i clean up and playing "hide and seek" and while fun, it's scary to me when she "hides" too well. Of course, my little one thinks it's all in a day of great fun and will jump out as i'm about to call the police and report her missing and will shout "boooooo".
"Boooooo" indeed.
Yesterday evening i had someone come up to help me with window treatments. I have the decorating ability of a man so this is truly necessary. Melinda (Martha Stewart's clone in a pants suit with amazing hair and taste) loved Emma's room and i tried not to let my chest swell so much with pride that i couldn't breath. It's the only room in our home that i truly love...and yes, "i" did it! I came up with the room design, i painted, i decorated! It's the rest of the house that i don't seem capable of doing on my own....maybe it's just that unless i can decorate for a child's taste, well, i'm clueless.
During this time, i noticed that my little pink and brown clad toddler had left us. As Melinda and i came downstairs, my daughter is no where to be found. A few long seconds later, she prances down the hall, running, holding the toilet paper in the air as if it were a flag, giggling all of the way. Thank heavens i only had one roll in the hallway bathroom instead of the three i normally have stashed there....
It's never boring with a toddler, is it?
After this, she managed to get her hands on a printer cartridge that my sweet husband left on the desk, too close to the edge of the desk. I was too horrified to take photos of this, as Emma sucked on the cartridge and i had to call poison control to make sure that a run to the emergency room wasn't called for.
We all went to bed very early....
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