This morning sucked. I was up late, and got woken up too early by a tinyHuman with a giant load in her pants. she wanted to eat, I wanted to nap. I got her a container of grapes and a sippy cup of milk to hold her over while I crashed on the bed in her room. Dozing in and out, G jumping on me and booting me in the head. at some point i rolled over and saw a small puddle of milk on the bed, and just moaned “dammit G…” then i dozed off again, to be awakened to the presence of a tiny washcloth from the tiny washcloth drawer placed carefully over the puddle.
i did not even know she knew:
- that tiny washcloths were in the tiny washcloth drawer
- what a washcloth could be used for
- how to resolve my displeasure
then i dozed, and later when i awoke all the tiny washcloths from the tiny washcloth drawer were piled on top of the spill, along with some other random clothes.