Everyone knows I love my daughter
more than sweet tea but there
are days like today that I may
actually prefer tea to toddlerdom.
Issue #1 was this morning when
my precious 29month old decided
to strip off her diaper and poop in
my bedroom floor.
Issue #2, she lovingly went into
mama & dada's room and poured
orange juice out on mama's
white down comforter.
Anybody else experiencing
toddlerdom tales ?