It’s still officially spring. I have a couple of weeks left.
I’m trying to get caught up from all of the months of office work. My house is
showing the wear. The winter was rough. I thought a metal roof would be such a
good investment, but it sure has done a number to my gutters. So, I need to
figure out what to do.
Boop likes to help me clean. That’s great in spirit.
However, as you would expect with a toddler, she has a way of creating new jobs
for me to do. For example, she had the spray bottle of vinegar to clean the stainless
steel fridge. She actually did a decent job for the one or two areas for the
first few squirts, but I would look away and look back to find huge streaks and
the fridge and paper towels dripping with vinegar. The kitchen reeked of it for
a few days. Could be worse. But honestly, the best thing about the activity is
that it keeps Boop occupied. Could be worse. Much, much worse. I’ve gotten
distracted by doing something so many times when suddenly my Mommy Alarm goes
off, and I look around to see what she’s gotten into. Apparently, a toddler
daddy in South Korea was not so lucky. He presented his passport to leave a
foreign country, only to find that his child had drawn in ink all over the
passport photo page, making it useless. I’d say Boop hiding my credit cards (she
LOVES credit cards) and keys rank pretty high up there. I just pulled out the
couch to find a treasure trove—Winnie had hid our socks there, and Boop had hid
credit cards, business cards, award cards—all those little cards just perfect for
toddler-sized hands.
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