So the other day, I'm in the kitchen making dinner
(I KNOW shocking right?!)
and Rory's just kinda playin around with her water bottles
(yes people, she's FINALLY drinking water!!!!)
and her sippy cup.
First I'm gonna take a minute and brag and thank the heavens above that
Rory's finally drinking water which is a huge blessing for her digestive system,
AND she's finally drinking from a sippy cup!
Not very well (as in gets it all over herself usually) BUT it works!
And she's eating more different foods though she's still a big dairy fan.
Cheese is her favorite snack.
Now back to the story:
Rory had already made a complete mess with
those water bottles twice that day,
but I was cooking.
Making rice, broccoli, and the sauce for
our chicken broccoli rice casserole.
I look over at Rory and she was SOAKED!!!
Diaper dripping, she's slipping around on the floor,
clothes all soaked through
and I got angry.
I raised my voice and said "NO Rory!"
She looked up at me with those eyes of hers while I took her sopping
clothes off yet again.
Then I stopped.
I looked back at her.
She smiled at me in her sheepish way, said "Mama??"
Kissed me and started splashing in her puddle on the floor.
And what did I do?
I fumed for .1 second, then decided,
let her play.
And I went back into the kitchen
while my messy wet daughter played in a puddle of water.
And you know what?
The world didn't end hahaha
And I made a memory happen instead of having a mommy meltdown ;)