Last night after dinner Logan really wanted pudding for dessert, however we didn't have any pudding cups and it was time for bed. I told Logan we could make some together if we worked quickly (against Ryan's better judgment for the record). We got to work and made quite the mess. Chocolate pudding dribbled everywhere (2 1/2 year olds are not necessarily the neatest assistants), stuff was smeared all over the counter, whisks were splattering as they fell on the floor, Mason and Mya were licking up...who knows what. It was kind of a disaster. All the while Ryan was watching with a little smile on his face. I knew what he was thinking...he told me so. Needless to say, next time we will do baths AFTER the pudding.....live and learn I suppose.
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