As you recall, scene one took place in mom and dad's bedroom involving markers, a bed, and a 2 year old. Scene 2 was also in mom and dad's room with mascara, a 1 year old, and a 2 year old.
Scene 3
Mom is upstairs sorting the knee deep laundry since everyone is now resorting to the sniffing of clothes to determine whether they are wearable or not. The two little ones are no longer "helping" mom with the laundry and have managed to make their way downstairs. So far, no sounds of the pantry doors, a good sign. After a few minutes it gets awfully quiet. "Oh boy," mom thinks but suddenly hears laughter and the children running around. "Whew, they must not be into anything." Deep into her own thoughts mom realizes again, it has gotten way too quiet. She makes her way over the smelly piles of clothes and down the stairs. Where have they gone too? She sees one of the dining room chairs has been pushed over to the island, not a good sign. (Olivia has mastered moving the chairs quietly because she knows once mom hears the scraping of the chair, it's all over.) Mom rounds the corner and out pops Liv from behind the couch, half a bottle of bubbles in her hand. The bottle was full to begin with. "Great," mom thinks, "I really didn't want to clean the carpets right now." "Look mom, bubbles! Phlst," exclaims Olivia as she is trying hard to blow into the wand. Aiden has now picked himself up off the floor and comes staggering towards mom, rubbing his eyes. "Wonderful, Liv," mom tells her, picking up Aiden whose head and face is saturated with soapy bubbles. Mom quickly scans the carpet for the puddle she's anticipating. No puddles found, odd. Aiden has really begun to fuss now so she rinses him off in the sink, trying to get as much of it out of his eyes as possible. While rinsing him off, mom asks, "Livy, where's the lid to the bubbles?" "Right there," she says. "Where? Show mommy." "Right there," she says again, running into the kitchen. Mom sees the lid just as Olivia's feet go sliding out from under her. Whack! She smacks her head on the floor and is now covered from head to toe in bubbles. Aiden is quickly dried off and mom rushes to comfort a now hysterical Olivia. Once she is calmed down, the bubbles get cleaned up off the floor (so there won't be anymore acrobatics) and then it's off to the bath for Liv.
Stay tuned for more Adventures of Olivia.......
The picture is from after he was cleaned up. He couldn't open his eyes all the way and they were pretty weepy for a while. And yes, the cat is in the tub.
Scene 3
Mom is upstairs sorting the knee deep laundry since everyone is now resorting to the sniffing of clothes to determine whether they are wearable or not. The two little ones are no longer "helping" mom with the laundry and have managed to make their way downstairs. So far, no sounds of the pantry doors, a good sign. After a few minutes it gets awfully quiet. "Oh boy," mom thinks but suddenly hears laughter and the children running around. "Whew, they must not be into anything." Deep into her own thoughts mom realizes again, it has gotten way too quiet. She makes her way over the smelly piles of clothes and down the stairs. Where have they gone too? She sees one of the dining room chairs has been pushed over to the island, not a good sign. (Olivia has mastered moving the chairs quietly because she knows once mom hears the scraping of the chair, it's all over.) Mom rounds the corner and out pops Liv from behind the couch, half a bottle of bubbles in her hand. The bottle was full to begin with. "Great," mom thinks, "I really didn't want to clean the carpets right now." "Look mom, bubbles! Phlst," exclaims Olivia as she is trying hard to blow into the wand. Aiden has now picked himself up off the floor and comes staggering towards mom, rubbing his eyes. "Wonderful, Liv," mom tells her, picking up Aiden whose head and face is saturated with soapy bubbles. Mom quickly scans the carpet for the puddle she's anticipating. No puddles found, odd. Aiden has really begun to fuss now so she rinses him off in the sink, trying to get as much of it out of his eyes as possible. While rinsing him off, mom asks, "Livy, where's the lid to the bubbles?" "Right there," she says. "Where? Show mommy." "Right there," she says again, running into the kitchen. Mom sees the lid just as Olivia's feet go sliding out from under her. Whack! She smacks her head on the floor and is now covered from head to toe in bubbles. Aiden is quickly dried off and mom rushes to comfort a now hysterical Olivia. Once she is calmed down, the bubbles get cleaned up off the floor (so there won't be anymore acrobatics) and then it's off to the bath for Liv.
Stay tuned for more Adventures of Olivia.......
The picture is from after he was cleaned up. He couldn't open his eyes all the way and they were pretty weepy for a while. And yes, the cat is in the tub.
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