I Need More Counter Space

After dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen.   I  instructed Samantha to put her pajamas on and Ella to pick out a pair and meet me at the changing table in the nursery while I changed Penny.
Samantha ran to their room and I started to change Penny.
“Ella,” I call, “Pick out some pajamas and bring them in here.”
Silence.
“Ella? What are you doing? Pick out some pajamas.”
Silence.
“Ella!,” I shout. “Come pick out pajamas and bring them here!”
Absolute silence.
“Ella! What are you doing? Are you okay?”
Silence.
“Ella! Ella!”
I finish with Penny and put her in the crib then run towards the kitchen, the last place I had seen Ella. No Ella.
“Ella,” I say, a little panicked, “Where are you?”
Silence.
I started to run toward the girls’ room, then catch sight of something out of the corner of my eye on the chair near the bookcase.    There is Ella, frozen, sitting on the chair, with that look that says she knows she’s in trouble, but it’s worth it.    One finger still in her mouth, the other hand holding a bag of dry pudding mix.   I look down and see a trail of pudding powder from the kitchen to the chair.
Our eyes meet.   I dash towards her as she plunges her hand into the bag and begins to shovel as much as she can into her mouth.    A cloud of pudding  dust surrounds her head.   I grab the bag, more pudding spills.
“Time out!” I yell. “No! No! No!”
She jumps off the chair and runs to the time out chair in her room.   She sits there, quietly, no arguing, while I vacuum up the pudding.
The pudding box had been next to the stove, a previously unreachable spot for Ella. No chairs had been moved, she’s simply grown tall enough to reach most of my counter space.   She’s only two.    I’m going to have to remodel soon to keep little hands off my stuff.     Maybe five foot high counters will work.   I should still be able to reach them.
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  1. TornadoTwos says:

    She sounds exactly like my boys, knowing she’s in trouble and yet still trying to get as much of the yumminess into her mouth as she can before you reach her. I don’t think it will matter if you remodel- there’s no stopping a determined toddler!

  2. Natalie
    Twitter: mommyofamonster
    says:

    Whenever there is silence in our house, and I know my son isn’t sleeping, there is always something going on!! At least it was dry pudding instead of a bowl full of “made” pudding. Think of what a mess that would’ve been ;)

  3. Rachel D.
    Twitter: tobinsmommy08
    says:

    I am now following you from last week’s blog hop! Sorry so late, but I had a busy weekend and then my blog was one of the ones deleted by Google in their big outage on Monday! So I am just finally getting to this, sorry for the late follow!

  4. Erin
    Twitter: _mixed_mama
    says:

    Lol! Too cute :)

  5. Jessica says:

    Oh my! I have a 2 year old climber also, and totally feel your pain!