Tough Day

August 22, 2011

It's been a tough day this morning. Charles started crying as soon as I looked at him carrying his chair on the way to the kitchen. I didn't say any word but I knew what he's going to do with the chair. He will use it to climb into the counter top and get things on the cabinets. Yesterday, he got the jars of my sugar and flour and spilled it on the counter. I knew it's irritating sometimes but my husband always says, he's a toddler and that's what kids are. Now, Charles is asleep and I'm sure when he wakes up he wants to play outside with his friends. At least the weather today isn't very hot unlike yesterday.


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