The Trouble With Ella

Let me just give you Ella’s top ten list of things to do, and then you’ll see how things run around here.  These are in no particular order:

10.  Unravelling the toilet paper.

9.  Pulling the safety plugs out of the outlets.  Now that’s safe, eh?

8.  Standing on the stairs, flicking the lights on and off.

7.  Pulling out the cereal boxes and dumping their contents.  Ditto for the crackers.

6.  Throwing her food on the floor and giving mommy the “what are you going to do about that”  stare.

5.  Removing the baby gate so that she may go where she pleases thankyouverymuch.  How the heck did she figure that out for crying out loud?

4.  Taking out the nearly unbreakable glass mixing bowls from the cabinets and chucking them on the floor.  Just to see me startle, I swear.

3.  Pulling dirt out of the potted plants on the deck.

2.  Putting food in her hair.  On purpose.  Every.single.meal.

1.  Splashing in the potty–bonus if she can get some of the toilet paper unrolled and throw it in there before I catch her. 

It has been one of those days where I counted the hours until she fell asleep.  And then when it finally happened and I laid her down, all I wanted to do was pick her up again; to hold her and rock her and watch her sleep. 



“Little girls are the nicest things that happen to people.  They are born with a little bit of angelshine about them, and though it wears thin sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart…”

     –Alan Marshall Beck

Isn’t that the truth. 

The Trouble With Ella

3 thoughts on “The Trouble With Ella

  1. citystreams says:

    Oh no! Sometimes I think that there’s plenty of good reason that God veils the future from us. I probably didn’t need to know that Bri is heading in that direction. I love the quote at the end. So true. You’re really good at the whole quote thing, ya know.

  2. Hey, has my son been sneaking out at night and giving lessons to your Ella?

    Those little fluttering eyelids and innocent sleeping breaths make it all worthwhile though don’t they?

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