This afternoon

I cleaned the oven, did a bunch of dishes, and was just cleaning the vase for our beta fish Mott.  Mott was residing happily in my big glass pitcher during this process.  Maggie came out from her room, where she was "napping," to let me know it was time for her to get up and that her underwear was wet.  She showed me into her room, where she had dumped out the Duplo wagon and peed in it.  While I was checking all the legos to be sure they were dry, she wandered out of the room and shortly after I heard a big crash.  I didn't react, since crashes are at least a daily occurrence here, but paused in my lego inspection when Maggie came running in, screaming and crying hysterically that she didn't want Mott to get her.  This gave me reason to head to the kitchen, where the floor was covered in water and Mott was flopping on the floor, apparently in a very threatening way.  We managed to save him, but my favorite pitcher is no more and I may have a permanent puddle of water under my dishwasher.  Now I'm off to disinfect a Duplo wagon.

Fun

Maggie and I played a game today called "Find the Poop."  If you haven't played it yet I highly recommend it.  Maggie comes out from her nap holding a poopy Pull-Up and pillow with poop on it, and my job is to go into her room and run my hand and nose over everything, trying to figure out what else she got poop on.  If you pull your hand away and it has poop on it, you win a point.  Then I get to clean her, her bedding, and the other mystery objects.  It's especially fun right after putting fresh sheets on her bed and giving her a bath.