To be truthful that was the only time I didn't want to be a mom. One bright morning I heard this delightful little voice just chattering away. Opening her door expecting to see a bright smiling shiny face I got the shock of my life. My little "angel" looked more like a little indian on the warpath complete with brown warpaint. She had also embelished the site with pictures on the wall, bedsheets, crib, and the rest of her body. I quietly closed the door for a moment to regain my composure and thought to myself "I don't think I want to be a mama today".
Who me? Ah, the joys of motherhood. I have only experienced that twice with my own. It is a sight to behold. Yikes! Oh, and thanks for sharing, mom. Luckily, I know that the things I did when I was two are not a reflexion of me as an adult. At least this thing. :-)
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All I can say is what goes around comes a round, or is it the other way. It wasn't toothpaste a little "angel" used.
To be truthful that was the only time I didn't want to be a mom.
One bright morning I heard this delightful little voice just chattering away. Opening her door expecting to see a bright smiling shiny face I got the shock of my life. My little "angel" looked more like a little indian on the warpath complete with brown warpaint. She had also embelished the site with pictures on the wall, bedsheets, crib, and the rest of her body. I quietly closed the door for a moment to regain my composure and thought to myself "I don't think I want to be a mama today".
Who me? Ah, the joys of motherhood. I have only experienced that twice with my own. It is a sight to behold. Yikes! Oh, and thanks for sharing, mom. Luckily, I know that the things I did when I was two are not a reflexion of me as an adult. At least this thing. :-)
look on the bright side,, whatever that means lol, tooth paste oh how much fun must that have been to clean up lol
xx
shona
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