Keegan wanted an egg salad sandwich one day, so being the nice mom that I am, I made him a nice sandwich and he was happy. Then he gave me attitude (still have no idea where he gets that from) and I put him in time out. Well, it was my bad for putting him by the fridge, in the kitchen, next to the table where the egg salad was sitting. So I go walking in there after he gets out of time out and there it is...egg salad on the carpeted kitchen floor (didn't get a picture of that, I was so angry I hurried up and cleaned that right up) and then he flipped it on the ceiling and two walls. Lets just say that he was in major "caca" that day.
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