I got him some breakfast and then put on a DVD for him to watch; then I had my breakfast and coffee. Then I decided to check email and Facebook.
Several minutes later, I heard a voice from the living room saying, "Wash hands."
That sounded ominous. Watching a DVD doesn't usually result in dirty hands.
I went into the living room and discovered that he had just poured a full bottle of chocolate-milk syrup over the coffee table. It was oozing over one of his favourite puzzles and had dripped into a big, gooey puddle on the carpet.
Words were exchanged.
Yellow-blue-red privileges for the day were revoked.
Blood pressure was monitored. (Mine, not his.)
So even though this is Canada Day, and even though I am not terribly knowledgeable about American history (as evidenced by my consistently lame performance on most Jeopardy! categories related to the historical and political aspects of our southern neighbour), I thought I would share this quotation -- ever so slightly revised -- with apologies to Thomas (a.k.a. "I Feel Your") Paine.
“These are the times that try moms' souls. The babysitter and the camp counsellor will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their carpet; but she that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Chocolate syrup, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the more gooey the spill, the more glorious the eventual cleanup." *
(Or I might just pull the couch out a couple of feet from the wall and cover up the stain. That could provide consolation, too.)