…I go to the toilet.
Or shower. Or run to the bedroom to get dressed.
Something bad always happens when I take 5 minutes away from watching the child. Seriously, you wouldn’t think that my house is child proof.
(Unfortunately though, my house is not climb-proof and therein lies my problem)
So today, I took 5 minutes to run to the toilet. Probably less time than that actually.
And this happened.
Oh my fucking god.
Is what I said when I saw it.
Footprints! Freaking footprints! Can you see where she sat to make the mess? (I would have photographed her sitting in it, but she had her bum smacked and was in time out before I thought about it)
What was it you are asking?
The nice kind. The EXPENSIVE kind. The kind I only buy when I take a trip to Cadbury’s.
And it was completely empty. Completely.
(Thank goodness the bench and stuff had been washed shortly before this happened. I ended up being able to save 95% of my precious cocoa)
The culprit. Still teary from her time out. Still locked in her room actually.
The reason that the cocoa had been left on the bench. These are the same biscuits (minus the choc-chips, because I had run out) that I posted the recipe for here.
Sigh.
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BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!
I am so pleased that you got a photo of her little footprints… I seem to remember you and Kiandra doing something very similar when you were about the same age but it involved coffee and curry powder and a handful or two of mixed herbs….
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I just know that this is going to start a chain of ‘this is what hapens when I go to the toilet’ posts…
…plop…
Poor Amy gets the blame for everything.
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Oh Amy. That precious, precious teary face. Did the bum smack hurt you as much as her? (I always almost cried whenever I bum smacked my 4).
Sorry about the cocoa but at least it was still dry and salvageable. The biscuits look delicious. I’m going to try that recipe some day soon.
Well my son yesterday got the spray bottle of sunscreen and Jackson Pollocked the entire bathroom. And that stuff stinks. And dries to a rather gooey substance that I’d better not mention but resembles a sustance that pertains to the MALE gender. ahem…
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HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
After a crappy time with morning sickness today,
You made my day
Damn I know that feeling! ((hugs))
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I totally would have salvaged the cocoa too.
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Then those biscuits are all for you right?
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Oh my my my. At least #2 will be immobile for at least a few months. Let’s hope you don’t have some sort of walking prodigy.
I swear, Oscar and Amy are cut from the same cloth.
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Not the Cocoa, my little brother did stuff like that all the time, he once painted himself with nail polish when he was two, My older brother and I just did not make the best babysitters for our two-year old brother, we were 10 and 13 we didn’t think he could do such things he was only two, but we learned fast, very fast.
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Oh man , I hated when they did stuff like that. One day when my oldest was around 2 she took a big jug of cooking oil and poured it on my carpet ! It was stained forever thank goodness in a few years we remodled the whole house and got new stuff.
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Heyyyy… I had some sort of similar instance happen to me last week with dry rice.
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Oh, yum. Biscuits!! And I could just lick her face – except that there’s probably a lot of snot mixed in with the cocoa.
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This morning Max dumped my coffee all over the packet of portraits I had laid out from their very expensive photo session last week, and on my cell phone.
Hehe. those cookies look very yummy!
At least it wasn’t toxic.
We DO have a safety latch on our cleaning supply doors but somehow Ben got into it and when I walked into the room he was sitting on my hardwood floors with a huge pile of Comet cleaning powder all over himself (his head and legs) and the floor. I just about shit my pants.
Sassy kids.
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But she is so beautiful! I love the cocoa face!
Those cookies look so good!!
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Sounds just like my eldest, Feral Queen.
You’ll be pleased to know she’s almost made it to her 21st birthday, without her mother wanting to strangle her for dumping too many food products on the floor.
But the Chanel No.5 perfume all over the antique dressing table was another matter…..
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But omg,she’s just so chocolatey cute!!!
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Lead boots anyone? Small size to keep Amy firmly fixed at floor level! From approx 18mths I resorted to taking my younger son with me WHEREVER I went because I just could not afford, either financially or emotionally, the damage he caused whenever he was unsupervised. This lasted until he turned three and was almost ‘reliable’!
heh..
what a typical toddler..
my gosh i can see you in her..
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How dare you go to the toilet?! ALONE?! What could you have been thinking? Ha!
Glad you were able to save your Cocoa!
Also? I’m feeling just a little bit lucky that mine never fails to follow me to the toilet. Its tiresome, but then… I do know where he is when I’m in there.
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By the way, I LOVE the teary, chocolatey time out picture.
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I think this is one of those things that happen simply so you’ll have a good story that will entertain your grandchildren.
“When your mother was a little girl…..”
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hahahahahaha
I have gone through 2 jars of cinnamon in the past 2 weeks because of the same thing! Mommy goes potty, comes out and Mack has pushed a stool up to the counter and an ENTIRE jar of cinnamon is emptied on Mack, the floor, the dog. Mack smells delicious, but I’m amazed he hasn’t burned his eye balls out of their sockets yet. I’m learning… must put cinnamon in higher cupboard!
I’m so glad you were able to salvage most of it!
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Too funny. Are you really going to cook with the remains? You could call them bum cookies
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