But we couldn't go outside, because I was making pesto sauce [from a packet, don't get all excited] and I needed to stir constantly. Just as she started her fake cry [which is really just a cute version of whining], I scooped her up to show her her dinner cooking on the stove [which is just a way of distracting her from the fact that mama can't go outside right now.]
Tantrum averted. But then, she started to reach for the pots on the stove.
No no, don't touch, I said. Hot.
So she blew on them.
Because that's what you do when stuff is hot. Duh.
This one made me smile. Being a Mama is the best!
ReplyDeleteOhmygawd. Cute. I have to stop reading this blog.
ReplyDeleteYou got me *this* close this weekend. And THEN we walked past a science fair at The Museum Of Science And Industry.
Cue panic attack.
But still. *This* close.
Kelly
Aw, she is so smart!!
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