Adventures in Raising a Toddler Boy

So after putting Drew on the bus this morning I thought Nate and I would go about our like any other...that was my first mistake. So I fixed some pop-tarts for Nate and turned on the cartoons needed to properly eat breakfast in this house. While he was busy eating and completely oblivious to his surroundings I went to take my shower. Now mind you this has happened, in this exact order, everyday since school started a few weeks ago without incident. Well, not today! After getting out of the shower, not but 3-5 minutes later, I thought that I heard the pizza cutter being ran along something in the kitchen and hurried to finish getting dressed to inspect what was going on. This is what I saw...

And don't think that is the only damage that occured during this miserably failed attempt at cooking by yourself when only 3 1/2 years old. No there was still more..

This is not to mention that when you slather the kitchen floor in margarine that it will most likely get on your feet so then when you walk into the other room you end up with this...

Little toddler butter footprints throughout the house!! Oh the joys of raising a toddler boy!