a bad night . . .

just got a little worse.

i was already having a bad day. i cleaned up the kitchen after dinner with the plan that i'd make myself a small treat after i put the kids to bed.

then maria came running up stairs. "mom! you have to see what libby is doing!"

*sigh*

by the time i made it down stairs she had already dumped about 1 oz of dried chives all over the counter . . . and floor . . . with some in the drawer and she was in the process of washing her hair in the sink.

*sigh*

i had to document it just so those who weren't here would know how bad it really was. i kept telling her not to smile, that it wasn't funny and i was very mad at her. but she couldn't help herself.

i have yet to figure out what the brown on her dress is from. i have already figured out that she helped herself to more than one thing in the spice cabinet. you see the, i don't know what it is, cumber bun/ribbon type thing around her waist? it was full of black pepper. so i checked the black pepper. she'd poured water in it.

of course the spices she could reach easily from standing on the counter were the spices in the extra-large containers. how did she climb onto the counter? not quite sure.

all over the floor. and it's not dry. oh, no. she had to mix the chives with water. that makes it extra difficult to clean up. see the container on the floor? that's cumin. at least she didn't open that up. or did she? maybe that's the brown on her dress.

*sigh* my counter top.

*sigh* chives on her toes. and all over her dress.

*sigh* there's water all over the stool and floor and herself. i just can't believe that after all that her next point of order was to put her head under the faucet.

it smells very spicy in here now.

and now that i've had a moment to calm down, i'm going to go clean up a big mess . . .

and then maybe make myself more than just a little treat.