It was lovely at first. We walked along and found pretty flowers. A teeny frog. Then I got adventurous. I decided to take them down streets I have not been on before. What could happen?
I got us lost. In my own neighborhood?
The total kicker? My friend Jen had to google map me to my own street. From her house.
SHE GOOGLED ME DIRECTIONS. ON FOOT!
Oh, the shame.
The girls were dehydrated (ok, just thirsty) and
passing out taking seated rests under tree covered parts of the sidewalk. As shown above taken from my cell phone.
It was really quite alarming that I was lost about 20 feet from the intersection to my own street. But this is par for the course in my life. This is just what I do.
After I hydrated and fed them we had naps. And the girls woke up a tad grumpy. It must have been the arduous and tortuous trek I dragged them on. Soon, Cati and I are having another one of our "Mother/Daughter" spats. As in, "Cati please come inside the house."And Cati responding with a glass shattering equivalent shrill scream of "NO!" and threw her croc flip flop at the window. And the girl has game cuz that sucker hit it HARD!
I was NOT happy.
So in order to teach her about how we need to be respectful of property, and because she could have broken a window, she will need to understand how we take care of property. So her punishment was issued...
I gave her this great stuff called Baby Girl Cleaning Products that would be safe for her to use.
Got it from the same friend who navigated us out of my own neighborhood.
But it streaks on windows when the cleaner is a 3 year old. I so created more work for myself.
And I began to get nervous because she was really excited at first. So I kept making her clean.
And clean. And clean some more. Suddenly, this chore was not so fun.
My poor Cinder-cati.
Oh, but wait...where was my Cinder-ella?
Lounging on her chair, feet up with a cinnamon roll.
This role reversal so did not work for the real Cinderella with her sisters.
But I guess the ball, glass slipper and prince thing made up for it.
For now, the cinnamon roll and watching Cati clean is all MY Ella needs.