Just as I turned William goes down in the puddle of water, glitter and glass shards. I, while sock footed, stepped in and scooped him up. Not sure what you should do in these cases but I pulled his PJ bottoms off and rinsed him under the faucet to get the glass off. Of course the other 2/3rds of our Triplets came running. To which I said "Stop, go back in the living room." To my amazement they did. Luckily William escaped with only two minor nicks on the bottom of his feet.
So for the next 45 minutes I worked on cleaning up glass. To add insult to injury I had to try and get up all the glitter. Glitter and I don't get along:) So after about 1/2 a roll of paper towels that I would wet down and wipe the floor with, scanning the floor with the flash light and running Roomba I felt safe.
Just another day with toddlers:)
Addison with her face painting from the weekend.
My way of joking is to tell the truth. It is the funniest joke in the world.
George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)
Al
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