Learning

We have had some fun times lately. We've also had a few times when I wanted to slam my head against the wall.

Julia this week learned how to put together furniture. She really enjoyed herself. We got a TV stand and she hammered in all the wooden pegs and screwed in a lot of the screws. I was very impressed.

I decided some time ago not to blog about all the messes and trouble the girls get into because I generally believe that they are just exploring their world and I don't want them to feel like I am frustrated with their curiosity. But, somethings just need to be blogged about. When it was all said and done, today's disaster was really my fault. Adria told me this morning that she had made me a mud pie and wanted to cook it. She pulled my hand to come and see, but I was feeding Kara and by the time I was done, Adria had moved on to other things and I quickly forgot about the mud pie. Fast forward to 5:30pm. The missionaries were coming over and so I wanted to have some cookies. I turned on the oven and then swept the floor while it preheated. Ben was doing dishes and told me there was a weird smell. I attributed it to the day-old-sippy of milk he was washing out. (Okay, that's a lie, it was like a week old). At least, I did for a few more minutes until I opened the oven to put in the cookies.

Luckily, Adria's mud pie recipe called for lots of water which helped the main part of the boat not to melt all over my oven. Also, the boat was a nice heavy plastic so it wasn't too bad. Ben was able to save the oven from any damage. I learned my lesson. Always go see the mud pie, and always, always check the oven before I turn it on.