My Tiny Tornado

We’ve been up for two hours now…and my house is destroyed. Some days…is all I can do to keep my sanity in tact. She is the busiest, craziest, most curious, messy little cherub I have ever met. Course she’s the only one I’ve ever lived with, too. But today…in less than two hours, she has spilled water all over the kitchen and then overflowed the kitchen sink. Flooded the bathroom floor, spilled the jar of hair ties and pretties all over the floor. Filled the jar up with water. Spilled that. Got soap all over the counter and sink. Fell off her stool twice. Unravelled half of a 2000 square toilet paper roll onto the bathroom floor. Dumped out an entire container of q-tips onto my bed (under the covers). They were ‘hiding’. Now all those pretties that were on the bathroom floor are not scattered all over my bedroom floor. There’s lotion all over the mirror in my room. Her mega blocks have appeared all over the floor. I’m sure I’ve missed something. And the day has only just begun. I’m pretty sure this will be a ‘CALGON, TAKE ME AWAY!’ day!