FLOUR!
Beth and I were discussing something in the kitchen tonight, and were pretty involved in our conversation. I looked down and realized that Malcolm had pulled a bag of wheat flour out of the pantry and dumped in on the floor right next to us without our realizing. We looked down and were amazed that this had happened with us there and we hadn’t noticed. It was truly ham-handed parenting at its best. So, we ran and got the camera before the moment was lost. Then it was bath time.
