Friday, February 26, 2010

Clean up on aisle four

Thursday morning, approximately 8:40 a.m.

Mom: Harper, it's time to go to school. Let's go - grab your backpack, please.
(Shouts from the kitchen towards the other side of the house.)

Harper: .....

Mom: Harper, c'mon, we need to get in Mommy's car.
(Heads towards Harper's room to corral her towards the front door.)

Mom: What in the?! Really? All the food from your room?
(Watches in disbelief as Harper shuffles her feet through the plastic food.)

Harper: Hi!
(Smiles. Picks up new measuring spoons and heads for the front door.)


  1. Oh please, who can even see the food on the ground with that stunning little girl standing in its midst.