I made the mistake the other day of leaving Eli unsupervised for a few minutes while I ran upstairs. I mean really, who needs parental supervision every minute when you have a big sister more than willing to rat you out? Well, maybe that would work if a certain big sister wasn't OBSESSED with MarioKart Wii.
As I came back downstairs I hear Eli saying over and over again, "Uh Oh!" I round the corner to the kitchen and I see a trail of white footprints. Then I see the culprit himself:
His accomplice? A box of cornstarch pilfered from the lazy susan.
3 hours later the cornstarch was still on the floor. My standards are really sliding.