How Toddlers Exercise

Sometimes I think my daughter is the funniest thing since a water-skiing squirrel...

I just came back from the grocery store, and I had bought milk. We easily go through two gallons a week between the two of us. I left a gallon on the floor in the hallway so I could bring the rest of the groceries into the kitchen. Livers was running around the hallway. J had been (unsuccessfully) trying to get her to poop in the potty, so she was buck naked.

Apparently a gallon of milk is the best play toy EVER, because she saw it and spent the next five minutes trying to pick it up and carry it around. When she first picked it up it touched her bare bum, and she exclaimed, "Ooh, it's cold, in't it!", and "It's heavy, in't it!" She then proceeded to pick it up underneath with both arms and then fall on her hiney, but that didn't stop her! She got it by the handle and bare-butted it into the den, where she tried to hoist it onto her kiddie table, only to fall over again. Still not deterred she picked it up AGAIN and fell on her piano, but in no pain. We finally had to tell her enough is enough, it's time for bath, which she did NOT like. She was carried, kicking and screaming, into the bathroom, crying for her milk.


Oh, the simple pleasures in life....that you inevitably forget to record on camcorder!