This is Mae. Mae is always curious. (You can tell we read a bunch of Curious George in this house).
Everyday is an adventure in curiosity for Mae. Most times it ends up in a lot of cleanup for me. I should know better by now that if I don't hear her or see her she is "getting into" something. However, I always feel that I have child proofed our house ENOUGH that she can't get into anything too badly. This has bit me in the butt too many times and I know I should have learned my lesson by now. As my mom says repeatedly "that girl can't be trusted."
Well last night was case in point why she can't be trusted. Pearson was out of town but Grandma C. swung by to keep us company while returning from Vancouver. Grandma C and I were sitting down for an adult dinner of pho. We heard pitter patter upstairs but that has become pretty routine since Mae has moved to her big girl bed. She will run back and forth from our bedroom to hers. I think she normally looks out the window or plays with her dollhouse, which is housed in our room. Well after about 5 times of hearing doors slam (the girl does NOT know how to be stealth) and running foot steps, I went upstairs to check out aka yell at her to go to bed.
You might wonder what did I find? I peer into her room and see all five of Grandma C's makeup/medicine/toiletry bags opened and all of the contents spread out on the floor of and on Mae's bed. One thing to note, all of this stuff was stored in a back pack that was zipped up. Also quite of few things were opened but did not seem to be used yet, meaning lipsticks opened but thank goodness not applied. Here is the conversation between Mae and I.
Me: What are you doing?
Mae: I was getting the things out of her bag.
Me: Grandma is going to be mad.
Mae looking very worried: Let's put it all back.
I had better sense to throw all this stuff back and called in Grandma C to try to reassemble the mess, which she did after about 10 minutes and a good chuckle. Mae, of course, looked proud of her accomplishment and I couldn't be that upset because I got to give it to the girl she is pretty resourceful when she needs to be.
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