Quiet = Bad
Quiet = Up to no good
Quiet = Brace Yourself
Never. Ever. Ever.
Our house was a little busy this morning because I had to get 3 kids up and out in time for Teagan's 4 month checkup at the pediatrician. Ty and I were in my bedroom this morning, I had just finished nursing Teagan and walked in there to sit on the bed to burp him. Ty and I were cooing with Teagan and just chatting. I asked in passing what Taryn was doing, because it was quiet. (Clue #1) Ty said "Oh, she's fine, she's in the living room watching cartoons." I continued to burp Teagan for another few minutes and then got up to go check on aforementioned two year old. Yes, she was indeed watching cartoons in the living room. On my way in I noticed the step stool next to the kitchen bar area leading into the living room. (Random placement of step stools is bad. Clue #2). As I enter the living room I see Taryn's head pop up from the other side of the couch and she says "I'm not doing nuthin". Clue #3, toddler denial is always an admission of guilt.
Notice the connect the "dots" and the ever popular circles around the belly button. Nice huh? And how she managed this, I have no idea....
I think in between the toes was a pretty nice touch too.
She looks amused in that last one doesn't she? Well, Mommy was not amused. At all. We had a quick bath and scrubbing before trying to head out of the house and "most" of it came off. But the water instantly turned murky brown when I plopped her down into the tub.
This week, body art. Last week, she got into Teagan's bath stuff that was left out in his room and dumped an entire bottle of baby shampoo onto the carpet in the doorway. We've just recovered from that after hours of steam cleaning to get it all out. Fun times.