So, Melissa has been getting up early every day, usually around 7:45 or so. She gets out of her bed and comes into our room to hang out until I am ready to get up. We have a little ritual. On weekdays she watches Curious George, until its over, and then we finish getting ready for her to go to daycare.
Now, the other day, I dozed back off for a little bit, and awoke to this lovely crunching noise which I thought was my child being hurt. Of course I roll over, and she is laying there sheepishly chomping on a cheeto that she had stashed in a cup in the living room.
Fast forward to bed time. I'm getting into bed, and pull back the covers to lay down. What did I find? Four little cheetos in our bed. And not at the top, where she was laying. Strewn all the way down to where her feet were.
Gotta love life with a toddler!
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