Read Yesterday's Post Before You Read This One

If you have not read yesterday's post, it will make no sense to you whatsoever that I shrieked and jumped (yes, literally jumped) when I walked through the sun room doors this morning. Shrieked and jumped and palpitated. If I had been a cat, I would used up all nine lives repeatedly dying at this point.

But if you have read yesterday's post, you will not think it crazy that I was momentarily convinced that a nude door-opening snake had curled itself around my doorstop philodendron.

It took the space of three (extremely elevated) heartbeats before I remembered that last night I had been using this floor as a cutting surface when I reupholstered the seats of the old dining room chairs Boy#3 bought at a garage sale last weekend. I'm not one for cleaning up in-progress, but thought I had gathered up all the scraps when I finished.

Ooops. Guess I missed one.

To apologize to anyone scarred by yesterday's video, I offer up my absolute favorite internet find of the past year or so. Anyone who has had any contact at all with a two-year-old will...well, just watch it for yourself.

I can only hope I'm as imprinted by images of princesses as I was by images of the horrifying door-opening snake.