An Ear of Corn

Kai is in the throes of the terrible two's.  He has it down...the silliness, the sassiness, and the dirty looks.  He is still pretty little so we're lucky that he cannot yet open the doors or climb up to reach the games (unlike his older brother!), so I can leave him to play alone for a few minutes. 

Tonight Eric took Cade to run a couple of errands, so it was just Kai and me at home.  His bath done and his pj's on, I left him to play while I cleaned up and got the boys' rooms ready for bed.  I was so engrossed in what I was doing, probably because it was so quiet around the house and I was able to get so much done.  That should have been my first clue that something was up.

I finished what I was doing and walked down the hallway to check on Kai.  He met me with an ear of corn.  Now considering the fact that we did not have corn for supper last night, or lunch or supper today (and although I wasn't there for breakfast this morning I'm pretty sure Eric did not serve them corn...), it was a curious thing.  And then I realized that the corn was cold.  A cold ear of corn could only come from....you guessed it...

Kai had hit the refrigerator!!!

Yes, friends, my youngest male child had been having a grand ole time removing the contents of the refrigerator in my absence.  He is always fascinated by the mustard (I have no idea why!), and managed to not only get the carton of eggs out and break all of them, but also to get the top of the carton completely off.

Kai was quite proud of himself.  He showed me all that he had done and proudly exclaimed, "Cheese!!" when I grabbed my camera to take a picture (I'm pretty sure my kids are probably getting the wrong idea by the fact that I take their picture each time they do something nutty before we clean it up...but I cannot resist!).

As I promptly grabbed the Lysol wipes to clean up this Salmonella mess, I thought back to that ear of corn.  Had Kai not found that cold veggie in the fridge his plundering would most likely have continued well into the next half hour, probably clearing out the remaining contents of our refrigerator.  I laughed to myself as I quietly thanked God for sending that ear of corn (I honestly have no idea where that corn came from!!) and saving the remaining items of my latest grocery trip.  God uses the strangest things sometimes to keep us from creating even bigger messes for ourselves.  And, I suppose, to teach us lessons...like don't leave your quiet two-year-old alone for longer than a minute!