Oh I love all the many times I go to cook and find toys, salt, and extreme random things in my pots and pans BUT...the other day i put Andrew down and turned the oven on to make my lunch. A few minutes later i smell something funny and open the oven to find this:
He had taken one of my little cutting boards and put it in the oven. Stinker. Now it is stuck on the oven rack and we cant get it off. The plastic is literally melted around the wire things. Later that evening I was making dinner to take to a family from church and after heating the oven i opened it to find ALL my pots and pans in there. Yep..you would have thought i would have learned from hours earlier. Good thing though only two of my pans had plastic handles but believe it or not it wasn't melted..just extremely hot. How you have to love this age.
Tonight we had the missionaries over for dinner and I had the table all set with the condiments etc out on the table waiting for their arrival. Minutes before they are supposed to arrive to grab the cups i had on the table for them to fill with ice..what do i find...piles of salt and pepper in the cups. You would think i wasn't watching him during all this but the thing is I AM RIGHT THERE..so how the heck does he get away with this?

5 comments:
HAHAHA Im sorry that picture just makes me laugh.He just sees you doing stuff in the kitchen all the time, he's only emulating what he thinks he sees you do!It's cute!Well it's cute to me because I don't have to saw off a cutting board from my oven rack :)
Our parents always curse us to have kids just like us. I always tell Russell that his parents must have put a curse on him to have kids like him. Our son can give us a good run. LOL
Oh Ang... I'm sorry to inform you that it only gets worse with the more kids you have. Good luck with your cooker man.
That is too funny, I don't know where he gets his mischeviousness !!! My kids have never done anything like that. I guess that's why I think I need more.
HaHaHa! Oh, that does my heart good! I now know that it not only my children!
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