castle.
i go in the kitchen to clean up after breakfast. i swear that i’m only in their for ten minutes and in that time my youngest little ‘darling’ has managed to pull out all of the family photo albums and rip out the pictures. not just take them out, actually tear the pages of the album.
i pick up all of the pictures and shove them in a drawer. upon my return to the kitchen i find that my four year old has found a pencil sharpener and is trying to see how many pencils she has to ‘kill’ to completely cover the floor with shavings. i try hard not to 