My toddler just walked up to me and said quietly, "I step on it." As I looked at her hesitant expression and then down at her foot she was holding just slightly off the floor, a feeling of dread came over me. Ohmygosh, what horror did she step in? Did something spill? Did the dog leave a deposit of some kind? About 48 possibilities ran through my mind as I cautiously reached for her foot. Ok, so far I don't see anything... but wait, as I looked closer there it was. A Cheerio. And as I was breathing my sigh of relief, she quickly reached down and swiped the Cheerio right out of my palm. Down the hatch it went. Oh well. At least it was just a Cheerio!
Happy Monday :)