The Ozmerican Life

I came downstairs this morning to find my sweet Keira at the bottom of the stairs. I saw her first. She looked up, met my eyes, and immediatly out of her mouth came"Mommy can I have this banana?" Keira tends to get the phrase "It's easier to ask permission than to ask for forgiveness" a little bit backwards. She tends to just grab what she wants, and then asks for it after the fact. We're working on it. And she's super stealthy which makes it a little bit harder....some of my other kids are like elphants and wrecking balls around the house. I always know where they are and what they're doing...but Keira, not so much. So as I see she already has eaten half the banana...my comment, "Well at least sit at the counter if you're going to eat it!" I then saw this... The stool, ever so carefully, pushed up to the counter. The knife and the peel. Me: "Did you do this?" Keira: "Yep I did." Me: "Did you get this knife out?" Keira: "Yep, for the banana!" Me: "Did you cut this all by yourself." Keira: "No, I just poked it. Just a lil' poke. Just a lil' poke in my banana." Ava obviously didn't think a 2 1/2 year old with a knife was anything to be concerned about. Good to know.