What's your name?

What's your name?

Puddingtain.

Ask me again and I'll tell you the same.

As usual, on Friday I had Maggie's girls

 but I also had Annie's kiddos

since she was in sunny California on Beachbody business.
I stayed at Annie's so the big kids could ride the bus home.

Late afternoon, the 2 bigs had gotten off the bus,

snacks were eaten and they were told to toss their trash.

I was laying on the couch with Ev and  Caroline

reading story books.

Aubrie was in the recliner coloring.

Ollie was napping.

 Penelope was playing 

in the adjacent kitchen

in the cabinet where the kids' plastic tableware is kept.

To say Penelope is busy, is an understatement.

She is a whirling dervish most of the time.

I say she is a baby terrorist...
always leaving mass destruction in her wake.

To the havoc, she constantly says "ah-oh"

So...I let her play in the cabinet.

It was making her happy and she was sitting still.

Next thing you know, Maggie walks in from work and says

"Mom! Are you kidding me?"

"Look at Elle Pea!" 

I leaned up to see this...

ah-oh.
Well, I at least I am free daycare.
I never claimed to be good.