Monday Mom Moment

Today my job pretty much resembled that of a bridesmaid.  There I was, sitting on the couch, trying to recover from a Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred workout (which is excellent, by the way) when out tromps Caiden dressed like this:

I was compelled to take her picture to record this amazing presentation and immortalize it in history before I let her go back to playing her imaginary game.  She then took apart a very carefully built lego ship her brother had built.  I scolded her and explained how I didn't think brother would appreciate her wrecking his creation, so she somehow managed to put it all back together again.

Then the pirate princess had to use the bathroom.  "This dress is really fluffy!" she cried from the bathroom as I hurried in to help.  "I got it!" she yelled just before I got there.  And there she stood with all of her layers of skirts and capes held up in her little arms just like a wedding gown.  "...Ummm... Can you help me get on the toilet?" she asked.  So, I lifted her up and there she sat, clinching her toes to try to keep her plastic heels from falling off.  I left.  Pretty soon I heard the sound of the plastic heels clopping around on the bathroom tile and hurried in to make sure she could wipe.  There she stood in front of the toilet with all the layers of her gowns still in her arms.

"I'll do it." I said.  And I did.  The end.