The Blender Syndrome

A few months ago mother in law was talking to someone about kids and they said that they had a two year old and that the house looked like a blender had been run with the lid left off.

How true, how true! Ellen goes from one room to another stringing things along as she goes. Each thing only keeps her attention for 10-15 minutes at a time, if that, and then she is off to something else. I find work shoes in the kitchen, alarm clocks in the bathroom, rubber duckies in the living room and kitchen utensils in the bedroom. For some reason she loves to play with the turkey baster and drags it around quite a bit. She loves to "help" with the laundry and rearranges my piles with great zeal and enthusiasm. Some things she is good at putting away; her wooden puzzles for one. She will play with them and then put them together and back into the box. Her stuffed animals she will also put back on the shelf. But the rest of it keeps me hopping.

We are going to plant onions in the garden today. We already have stringy little tomatoes sprouting in the bedroom window. I hope they do OK. I can't wait to have a slice of 'mato on my sandwiches and burgers again.

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