Today I went off to set up for the Toddler Art Group without my husband and son in tow. They stayed home this time around because Simon woke up with a cough and a case of the sniffles, and we decided it best not to share them with the other children. After the program there were some errands to run so that by the time I returned home my guys were both napping. I ran back out to the store again to seek out some all natural vapor rub for my sickly one and a coffee for the husband. When I returned, finally home for the night, I walked in to find this:
Apparently, he was feeling better enough to shuffle around in Mumma’s slippers and creatively trash the kitchen. I would say he brought out everything but the kitchen sink…but he brought out even that! (The kitchen sink from his play kitchen, that is.) Gosh, I love my silly boy.