The Adventures of a 2 year old.

Dear Diary,
There once lived this 2 year old that liked to get into everything.
Her name is Agnes, but I like to call her Aggy.
Most of the time I don't notice her getting into things, until its too late.
 For example:
Aggy asks for a drink of water. So me wanting to be a good human being, I gave her a cup of water. That was a bad idea, because that showed her HOW to get the water. I walk out of the room for a couple seconds, then walk back into the kitchen.
There she was, with out a shirt...dumping water on the floor and throwing bits of dog food to make her delicious, kitchen floor stew just THAT much more tasty. To my horror she then bent down to drink from her creation on the floor. Grabbing her I run to the bathroom, sit her on the toilet and run to drop a towel on the kitchen floor. But to my amazement once I run back to aid the sopping wet 2 year old, I find she has also learned how to use the bathroom sink as well! I grab her again under one arm, and reach for another towel to soak up the new mess on the bathroom floor and take her to the living room to wait as I clean the bathroom. once I get to the 'delicious stew' on the kitchen floor I noticed that Aggy made it back to the kitchen, to grab another drink of water, but not from the mess on the floor no... but from the dog dish.... shrieking in horror I grab her once more. I put her under an arm as I fumble around the living room in search of a remote. I click on 'Max & Ruby', flop her on the couch and instantly she is glued to the TV. I now have a safe chance to run around the house with towels and spoons. The towels to soak up the puddles all over the house, and the spoons to scoop up the soggy dog food from the floor. Before I get back to the living room I grab a shirt for Aggy and pull it over her mischievous smile. kneeling down to her height I plea "Please Aggy.... can that be enough adventuring for one day?"
THE END.

-The Exhausted,
                Tanisha