Those kids....

Little kids can be SO SO SO BAD!
I really hope I wasn't as bad as my siblings sometimes are...but I'm pretty sure I was a bit worse.

Sometimes, though, they're so bad but you can't help laugh at them.
And then they see you laughing and won't take you seriously #thestruggle.

Caramel syrup is delicious.
It's one of my guilty pleasures....it's great on coffee, gluten-free brownies. oatmeal, cereal, chocolate, icecream, a spoon. You name it, I'm sure you could eat caramel with it!

So today I bought Hershey's caramel syrup at the store and, of course, the little kids were all basically drooling pools and as gap-mouthed as codfish when I pulled it out of the bag.
(It's a Laville family special. Our jaws just slack open whenever there's a TV on or something delicious to eat..)
But it was 9 A.M. and I was NOT about to give them any of that till after lunch (which I calmly informed them of).
But them being kids, it being a rare delicious sugary item, and mom not being home, they had some anyway. About half the bottle.

Walk into the laundry room to pick up some socks and walk back out to see the fridge halfway open with the door moving and 6 feet poking out. One jumps, the door bumps open more widely, and CRASH! the caramel syrup busts open onto the wooden floor and starts oozing EVERYWHERE.

Caramel syrup is disgusting.
It just gets into every little nook and cranny and squeezes itself into the cracks you can't reach, like, say under the fridge splash guard..

After that crash I just stood there, dazed for a second that they'd just busted open a bottle of possibly the hardest thing to clean up ever and rejoicing that mom hadn't been home to freak out about it (she would...)
And then I just started busting out laughing because the looks on those little 9, 7, and 4 year old faces were PRICELESS. It was hilarious and I was trying to be all stern and fussy but I just couldn't help myself...

Sometimes you just gotta loosen up and laugh a little. Life is funny!
If we take ourselves so seriously all the time then we end up all glum and boring (or worse, bored!) and forget that shit happens. We clean up, duct-tape over, glue-back together whatever little messes we may make (big ones too) and survive. Sometimes you've just gotta laugh at yourself.

Well, kids, y'all one that battle. And reminded me it's okay to disrespect authority every once in a while. (I'm kidding... the moral is that bad things happen when you disrespect your elders)
And resident roaches, you're welcome.