I’m sitting on the couch working, when I hear this <<gulp, breath, gulp, breath, GULP, BIIIIG breath>>
You know that feeling when you KNOW the sound that’s emanating from your non-existent toddler isn’t a good thing, but you can’t quite figure out WHAT that sound is?
Is it sad that my child thinks it’s a treat to get ice water from a Camelback bottle???
And now I can’t keep track of my bottles. They are routinely snuck off the table and moved from one part of the house to another.
Nobody tell her that there are better things to sneak, okay? Because if she thinks she’s getting away with something, I’d rather it be water than, say, cookies.
…or the dog food.