This morning, things were going beautifully. I made banana pancakes, my toddler--who is 2.5 years old--was being a peach, my infant had enjoyed some tummy time and was joyfully sucking on her fist, I cleaned the kitchen and even managed to read a pager of the paper all while letting my husband have a turn at sleeping in. I felt awesome.After I put my infant down for her nap, I set my toddler at the table and prepared a wonderful painting station for her. She was so happy! With all of her senses engaged, I stepped out of the kitchen to gather laundry...this was turning out to be a great morning, I thought!This is where being too confident bites me in the butt.I returned to the kitchen--after being gone under a minute--to find my toddler covered in paint (head to toe, people), her hand-prints were all over the chairs (which aren't even ours, they're being rented for the moment) and a huge chunk of her beautiful curls laying on the floor. Clearly, she'd found the scissors.She must of read the worry on my face because she instantly started to cry. I quickly scooped her up and ran her to the bathtub, knocking down the paint in the process. All the commotion woke up my infant and my husband.The Lesson: Don't EVER, EVER leave a toddler alone, especially with paint involved and for the love of god make sure the scissors are out of reach. I know this and you know this, I'm sure. I let my confidence blind me. Learn from my lesson. Don't make a rookie mistake.Care to share your rookie mistakes? via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2s5BpRj
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