Wow, three posts in one day. I think I might have broke a record.
But I just had to get this posted since I might not be here after tomorrow.
Because tomorrow is trash day.
When the trash truck comes.
Charlotte LOVES baths. She would stay in the bathtub all day if we let her. And tonight was one of those nights that she did NOT want to get out.
She threw a fit. And was still throwing a fit after I got her hair dried and pajamas on.
So I put her in her room in timeout.
Then I heard this:
"I want Mommy to get out of this house because she does not nice things. ON PURPOSE. I'm going to put her in the trash can. Then the trash truck is going to pick her up and put her on a airplane to Hawaii. And throw her in a volcano."
Oh. My. Gosh. I’m so glad that she couldn’t see me because I was about to die laughing! And I was also proud that my two year old knows enough about geography to know that volcanoes are in Hawaii and you have to take a plane to get there.
Thirty minutes later when I tucked her into bed, she gave me hugs and told me that she loved me, so hopefully she changed her mind about shipping me off.
But anyway, if you don’t hear from me, you know where I am!