Anointed

I sure hope that rubbing olive oil into hardwood floors is somehow beneficial. That is just what Tate was doing yesterday while I was making dinner. He tipped over the Sam's size olive oil and before I knew it the floor was coated with a rather thick layer of oil. Tate's pants were soaking and one shoe was entirely filled. I wrung olive oil out of his socks. He didn't seem to mind a bit.

This is just a sign of the times. I have have a baby who is quickly turning into a very busy toddler. A busy toddler who, after his own bath and nighttime preparations was found BACK in the bathtub- quietly sucking his fingers and looking innocent there in his pajamas and clean, sodden diaper. A busy toddler who can get in and out of doors in a flash and is always looking for anything left open a crack. A toddler who disappears inside kitchen cabinets and reappears with a "boooo!"

It's too much fun (and work!), I'll tell 'ya.