For those with an appreciation for the humor, the simplicity, and the creativity of children, I share this bond with you.
One morning, I made my 3 and 5 year old's favorite breakfast - Cocoa Wheats. It is a hot breakfast cereal flavored with chocolate. While they were happily eating, I dashed upstairs to make beds. Within minutes, I heard laughing and assumed my children were enjoying their breakfast conversation. When the noise grew louder, I raced down the steps. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. My children had dumped their bowls of Cocoa Wheats onto the floor and were jumping in the piles. Chocolate cereal was oozing down the ceiling, the drapes, the walls, and the floor was covered with a sticky mess. When I asked my children what they were doing, they simply replied, "Mommy, we were just jumping in chocolate puddles."
Needless to say, some of the cereal never came unglued from the walls that morning. But I have smiled numerous times remembering this ingenious event.
One morning, I made my 3 and 5 year old's favorite breakfast - Cocoa Wheats. It is a hot breakfast cereal flavored with chocolate. While they were happily eating, I dashed upstairs to make beds. Within minutes, I heard laughing and assumed my children were enjoying their breakfast conversation. When the noise grew louder, I raced down the steps. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. My children had dumped their bowls of Cocoa Wheats onto the floor and were jumping in the piles. Chocolate cereal was oozing down the ceiling, the drapes, the walls, and the floor was covered with a sticky mess. When I asked my children what they were doing, they simply replied, "Mommy, we were just jumping in chocolate puddles."
Needless to say, some of the cereal never came unglued from the walls that morning. But I have smiled numerous times remembering this ingenious event.
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Wiggly Worms
My 4 year old daughter is caring and nurturing. During the spring rains, there is an abundance of worms wriggling across the sidewalk. This concerns my daughter, so she daily checks for worms that may be struggling or dying on the pavement. One day my daughter said to me, "Mama, those worms just need a little mud and a little love."
If only everything in life could be solved that easily!
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redhead4books, at 7:43 AM
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redhead4books, at 10:23 AM
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redhead4books, at 8:58 AM
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Water rules were especially not remembered one morning. My 2 and 4 year old were in the tub playing as I wandered into the next room. It was then that I heard a downpour of water, followed by giggles. As I strode into the room, it looked at if a monsoon had completely drenched the bathroom. Water dripped from the ceiling, streamed down the walls, and puddled on the floor.
With agitation at my childrens' obvious disregard for water rules, I asked them why they were throwing cups of water out of the tub. To this they sweetly responded, "Mommy, we were trying to make raindrops."
The ceiling continued to drip-drop for several hours. This made me realize that it really can rain inside.
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redhead4books, at 8:13 AM
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