This morning, I gave Charley some pancakes for breakfast. With syrup. When she was done, John and I had to practically peel her chin from her chest.
You know you're a mother when you have to spend 20 minutes with a warm, wet washcloth scrubbing sticky syrup off a toddler. When you've soaked her down with soapy water, wet her hair, and think you're done. Then notice, an hour later, that she is STILL sticky. Thank goodness she got a bath yesterday, huh?
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