Cereal Cyclone

Monday night I went to a pilates class. I was gone about an hour and a half. Usually when I come home Yale will greet me in some manner, when this didn't happen I started to wonder what was going on. So as I was walking down the stairs I spotted a large pile of Olivia's cereal which just happens to consist of very small, and unusually sticky flakes. Once I got to the office I saw Yale and Olivia crouched in the corner picking up a bunch of my tutoring supplies. Markers and colored pencils were strewn everywhere. In addition to this lovely mess, there was that sticky cereal spread out all over the carpet. Olivia looked like she had bathed in it. There were flakes covering her back, and the bottoms of her shoes were absolutely caked. So I asked Yale what had happened, and he said that Olivia had been playing with the box of cereal and spilled it everywhere. When I asked him where he was - now this is the surprising part - he says he was in the same room busy typing. I guess he was so caught up in what he was doing that he didn't notice the little flakes flying everywhere. He didn't hear her tearing down all of my tutoring supplies. He didn't hear her little feet crunching as she was walking through the sticky mess. I kind of have to wonder if he did realize what was happening, but decided it was keeping Olivia occupied which allowed him to finish what he was doing. Yale did clean up the mess, and installed a baby lock on the drawer where the cereal is kept. So all of that was good.