I was folding laundry upstairs, when I hear cries of fear from my girls in the kitchen. "MOM!!!!"
As I descend the stairs, I hear the reason for for my haste. "Luke has knives - TWO of them!"
First of all, I'm wondering how in the world he got the knives - then I realized - the door to the dishwasher is open. OH NO!
I come around the corner, and see my daughters (aged 5 and almost 3) cowering in their kitchen chairs because their 16 month old brother is standing on the floor banging together 2 butter knives like drumsticks. I really couldn't help but laugh at the whole situation. My girls -terrified of a toddler. Too funny.
*The butter knives are safely put away now. No one need fear that my baby will spread anything on you anytime soon. :)