Oh, Motherhood...

Yesterday was One of Those Days. The Prince was fussy all day long. Here are possible reasons:

1. He had cabin fever.
2. His mouth hurt from new teeth.
3. His tummy hurt from something he ate.
4. He was mad because Mommy kept taking away the interesting things he found to play with (which, by the way, Mommy has no idea where most of them came from, because the house has been baby-proofed for months now).
5. He was exerting his individual identity and challenging the status quo in the household.


The day ended with what is a very funny incident, but which led Mommy to give up and wait for Daddy to come home.

The Prince's favorite cabinet

The Prince is allowed to play in the cabinets. There's nothing in there that can hurt him, or that he can hurt, and he finds it interesting. So, he got into his favorite cabinet, sat down, and found the only thing in there he could make a mess with: an almost-empty bag of cat food crunchies. Almost-empty, so no mess, right? Wrong. He shook and shook and shook the bag, and found enough crumbs to pour all over the floor (instant dog-mania for spilled food). The Prince even tried to nibble a few himself, while being scolded. Mommy brought the broom out to clean up, and The Prince took the broom from Mommy, and tried to do it himself.


This is the point Mommy gives up, and just tries to make sure The Prince doesn't consume any more kibble.


Not laughing yet, but maybe closed-mouth smiling a little bit. It won't hurt my feelings if you laugh.

Hmm, the mess seemed a lot bigger yesterday when it was happening.