One Banana, Two Banana, Three Banana...FLOOR!

My girls are complete opposites and sometimes I find myself being entertained at how different they really are. Granted, there are plenty of other times that its not entertaining and it's down right frustrating! (This next story was one of the entertaining ones.)

The other day I was sitting on the couch with the girls and Leah gets up, goes over to the counter and points at the bananas. I see her little brain working and I knew she was going to find a way to get them herself. Heck, she already pulled that awesome stunt with getting the 10 inch knife out of the drawer, getting a banana on her own should be a piece of cake...right? She scoots a stool over to the counter gets up on it and still can't reach. She sees the dog enter the kitchen and yelled some gibberish to get him to stop. Again, she points to the bananas and looks at him. Without hesitation my beast of a dog stands on his hind legs, gets up on the counter and gets the bunch of bananas! While he is holding the bananas in his mouth Leah rips one off, peels it and walks off munching away, satisfied with her recent accomplishment. By peeling it I really mean she was squatted on the floor, banging it on the ground and grunting until it popped the peel open a bit. She then proceeded to peel it and went about her way. Very primitive caveman-ish Gremlin behavior. Meanwhile Prince chews one inch off the end of every banana left  and leaves the remains for me to clean up.

I don't know if Gremlin put the dog into a trance, or if her authoritative tone combined with her gibberish scared him into doing whatever she said. Natural born leader that little one is. Or future meanie?! Only time will tell I suppose.

I however must have been in some sort of hypnosis during this whole ordeal because while watching the series of events, I realized I was hungry and out of the corner of my eye I see something that resembled a chip on the couch. Without thinking, I just grab whatever it was and ate it! It could have been a regurgitated goldfish cracker for crying out loud! Your eating habits drastically change when you become a parent, but that may have been an all time low! Actually, the all time low would have been the time I picked some food up off the floor that one of the littles dropped, had it in my hand for a few because I got distracted and then ended up eating it without thinking. That's just how I roll I suppose, gross.

What did I learn in all of this?!? I have a 4 year old that refuses to wipe her own rear end, acts like she can't dress herself and gets scared in the night. Then there's that crazy 1 year old who is on the path to self sufficiency a bit too early. I'm hoping they start to balance each other out some. Fingers crossed! I can't be wiping asses while chasing knives out of the hands of toddlers forever. (Insert scared face here!)