Mom, We Have Trouble....

That is Max's new phrase and usually he is right. Audrey Emma Proffit is ALWAYS getting into trouble. Yesterday it started by unraveling all the toilet paper in the bath room. Then she took the bananas from the fruit basket on the table and smashed them and smeared them all over the floor like they were finger paint. Now the events are coming to me....last week she took pancake mix and dumped it all over Daisy's head. Daisy looked like a ghost. Then she took sand from the sandbox and dumped it in Daisy's water and then took the dog food and threw it all over the patio. The blinds are broken in near her crib since she like to smash them against the window at night/nap time. We can't leave her alone for 2 minutes. Luckily she has a big brother to tattle on her and give us a heads up by saying, "Mom, We Have Trouble." I usually resond to him by saying, "Yes, I'm sure we do...her name is Audrey."