The Price of Independence

No. This will not be a deep posting on our Country's fight for liberty.

This is simply about being 3.

Ellis struggles everyday to "Do it MY OWN self."

Use the bathroom.

Get dressed.

Write her letters.

Play computer games.

Get a snack.

So this afternoon, after I got out of the shower, I smiled when Ellis, smiling from ear to ear, informed me that she had gotten the strawberry applesauce out of the pantry "ALL BY MYSELF."

She was so pleased.

I think that Chase was even MORE PLEASED to announce to me that I should come to the living room to see something REALLY BAD.

Apparently all the applesauce did not make it into Ellis' stomach.

A good portion was coating the couch.

Sigh.

This is the currency of Independence.