Good news: I ran Amy’s duplo through the dishwasher.
Good news: Amy didn’t put dog food in the Lego table today.
Bad news: Amy peed inside the Lego table today.
Bad news: It was right after I put the clean duplo back in it.
Scary news: Nine pre-teen Girl Scouts will be here in the morning to make a scarecrow and “I don’t know nuthin’ bout makin no scarecrows.”
Heh…how did she manage the “pee inside the lego table?” That thing’s up pretty high, isn’t it?
In the Wizard of Oz, they paint his ears first, and that is how the scarecrow hears what is going on and learns about himself.
My 2-y-o blamed the dog.
“Molly peed.”
oh yeah, if you get stumped for ideas, email me
The real question is “who did she blame?”