Oliver woke me up this morning and handed me a carton of eggs. I immediately began to panic when I noticed that the carton was empty. I ran to the kitchen to see 10 eggs all busted on the floor in an oozing pile that had managed to spread across the floor and under the fridge. Good morning.
Around noon he came in with hair gel all over his hands and later chewed on daddy's shoe.
He spread yogurt all over his shirt and on the woven grass rug in the living room while I was packing... usually yogurt is too yummy for him to waste it.
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