tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891315061138069736.post7480360573791833639..comments2024-03-22T08:15:27.183-04:00Comments on The Glitter Globe: Favorite MessesS.R. Karfelthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13883350104178044005noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891315061138069736.post-55807719392026729892013-04-26T09:42:03.975-04:002013-04-26T09:42:03.975-04:00I have two favorite mess stories and they both inv...I have two favorite mess stories and they both involve the same child.<br /><br />The first one is the poop as a building material story. A strange smell called me to the play room to find the Little Tykes Doll House among other things smeared with poop. As I surveyed the damage and prepared myself for the massive clean up, I looked down to see the mini Little Tykes Turtle Sandbox with a pile of poop in it. When I asked my creative little bugger why he didn't use the bathroom which was a mere 10 feet away, he said, "But mommy, I had to make a volcano for the dinosaurs to go extinct."<br /><br />The other story is his pat answer as to why he couldn't ever clean up the playroom after himself. He had a habit of taking parts from all the toys and games and using them to make his own creations so there was always a big mess. When it was close to bedtime I would ask him to clean up, he would tell me he couldn't because the walls had eyes. At first I thought it was a "Sixth Sense" kind of thing until I took a closer look at the knotty pine paneling. It looked much scarier at night.Melnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891315061138069736.post-72933659443840844512013-04-23T09:47:24.284-04:002013-04-23T09:47:24.284-04:00The kids were outside playing while I was doing th...The kids were outside playing while I was doing the dishes. I heard my son, almost two come in the house whining a pitiful low tone. I listened as he waddled down the hallway then turned around and finally found me in the kitchen. I turned around and he was covered head to toe in thick dark mud. Little drippy plops in his trail. I of course grabbed the...Camera! I took him outside to hose him off and found my 4 year old daughter hiding behind a bush. "What happened to Bailey?" I grinned at her. She got brave and came out from behind the bush, arms behind her back. "I don't know mommy?" She threw her hands up in that helpless gesture and she was covered to her elbows in the same mud. I sat down on the grass and laughed.LaDonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08354443035067769813noreply@blogger.com