Monday, September 19, 2011

Life with a Tasmanian Devil

Saturday I had a shopping trip with my friend, which was awesome I might add, and Bo was here all day with the kids.  Yeah allllll day, I left at 11am and didn't get back until 6:30...gasp me shopping that long is unheard of.  But I digress.  He decided that playing upstairs would be fun for them so up and down they went.  (We have a child gate on the stairs to prevent her from going up and getting hurt.)  Between all the ups and downs, the gate got forgotten and she made her way up and was alone with a litter box for a few minutes.....

She grabbed some objects and created candles, then grabbed one of those rubber door stops things and started scooping the 'sand' as she called it.  By the time Bo realized she was up there alone (he says was maybe 3 minutes), he ran up to check and there she was, having herself a little party with cat shit.

I've said it before, but I'm saying it again.  Either Joss will cure me of OCD or she'll drive me bonkers and I'll need a straight jacket and a padded room...cheese and rice.


1 comment:

Singedwingangel said...

BWhahhahha only a Daddy could have that happen. Kids know what they sneak by them.. had you been home she never would have tried cause the mom radar would have kicked in the minute she touched the bottom step. It is just a mom thing..