Why dinner was late

Dinner was delayed tonight because my cooking preparations were interrupted by a call to Poison Control. Cooper wrote all over the ottoman in the living room and while I was cleaning off the ink he grabbed the bottle of oxyclean and gave himself a mouthful before I realized what he was doing.

And then I had to mop the kitchen floor because the first sippy cup I saw had juice in it and that ended up on the floor as I was trying to empty that to give him water and call his doctor at the same time.

At least I make roast chicken for dinner so it was a good end to a crappy afternoon. And now, chocolate and bubble bath.