Benson asked me for his second glass of chocolate milk tonight while I was trying to clean up the Kitchen, I said "No, the swimming pool closes in an hour and a half, we have got to go." I turn around and this is what I see. How the HECK did this happen!
I don't know if I was more upset by the fact that my son had just dumped and wasted four dollars and twenty-eight cents worth of Nesquik all over himself. (I just bought it this morning)
Or the fact that I had just BARELY finished mopping the kitchen floor (which doesn't happen often these days)
Or the fact that Benson was WAILING, and yelling "I ruined our night!, now we can't go swimming!, I am in big trouble!"
It is so hard to be mad and to want to laugh at the same time-- look at those chocolate tears! Benson really does have a tender heart and he apologized more than once tonight. We ended up going swimming, I figured we would all be happier if I just left the mess and cleaned it up later. Plus, who doesn't like chlorinated chocolate flavored water at the PG pool?
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| Benson taking a moment from crying to taste the Nesquik goodness |
