Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Terrible Threes

The terrible twos were non-existent in my house. The terrible threes are going to kill me.

Last night, husband and I were watching tv and Jackson was in the kitchen. After a little bit, I noticed it was very quiet in the kitchen... too quiet.

I walked out there to find that Jackson had dumped all my salt and pepper into tidy little mountains on the counter. I should have taken a picture because it really was a work of art, but I was already irritated from all the whining earlier in the evening, so I sent him to his room and cleaned it up in the calmest manner possible.

I sure hope this phase doesn't last that long.

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