Now I Know Why He Was So Quiet….

The other evening I was making dinner.  Now usually this involves chopping, dicing and entertaining my one year old, Avery.  But this time was different.  I chopped, I diced, hmmm… no Avery.  I simmered and seared…still no Avery.  But then I heard a little giggle from behind me.  And when I turned around I was reminded of why quiet is never a good thing when you have a one year old running around.

Really, Really mad.

He got mad when I took it away.

And Threw his little floured self on the living room floor.

Then he stomped off leaving little baby flour footprints.

A trouble making baby. Oh. the joys of motherhood!


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