I swear this child will be the death of me. I just KNOW it!
I hadn't seen my DD5 for a bit and didn't hear her either, so I go looking for her. She's on her knees on top of the counter. There's powdered sugar all over the counter, toaster oven, and cabinet doors. She has it on her fingers. Really? When I first walked in, I asked her if she was hungry, then she turned around and I saw the mess. As I got closer, you would think she would be scared, but NOOOOOOO. Her only response was a little girl whisper of "Good." Like a sigh at how wonderful it tasted. I put her on the floor and told her to take her stuff to her room. She pouted. Thankfully, it wasn't too bad, once she was out of the way. She is just a little too old, IMO, to be making messes like this.
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