And it’s happened twice in the past week.
The first time, I was sitting at my pump minding my own business when a sneaky, devilish little two year old happens upon a bottle of fresh while gold…which she proceeded to dump right onto the floor. Precious white gold. Gone. Like that. The tears were starting to come.
The second time I was getting #2’s bottles ready for daycare. I had all of the white gold on the counter ready to transfer. Every so gently, I bumped a bottle. The lid wasn’t on. White gold all over my kitchen counter and floor. To which that same little two year old said “mommy spill #2’s milk. Mommy make a mess. Mommy clean it up!” Thanks kiddo.
So, I say I’m allowed to cry over 12 ounces of lost white gold, right?
Also, why does my daughter keep thinking her shirts are hungry? That is the only explanation I can come up with. Her clothes are filthy when she gets home. I guess she is feeding her shirt some lunch.