Salt Happens

Tiger: This morning started out like most weekday mornings here... Mommy & Robert eat breakfast together then Bobby plays while mommy does some house work. By late morning it is time for Bobby to have some quiet time. This helps to prevent lunchtime meltdowns. Usually quiet time involves Robert going to his room & napping or watching a little bit of TV. Mommy typically uses this time to exercise.

Today was cruising along like normal until Bobby came out of his room asking for more juice. Mommy stopped what she was doing to fulfill his request. After the cup was refilled mommy walked our brother back to his room. She found that his room had been turned upside down. Every single toy Bobby owns & is stored in his room had been thrown on to the floor. Mommy stepped into the chaos to start putting things back when it happened... it felt like she was standing on the beach. After a close inspection mommy discovered that salt was all over the floor.

This is when you as the reader steps back & wonders why would a little boy have salt in his room? Are they doing crazy pagan rituals at this house? Are they making homemade play-doh in a bedroom? Does this child regularly eat the floor & it is too bland for his little taste buds? The answer to all of these is no. We keep a small thing of salt on the top shelf of his closet for when we have to use his vaporizer. Don't ask me the instructions for the device says something about water table contents & what not. I don't get it but they even have a bright yellow sticker on the cord about adding salt if steam doesn't come out.

At this point mommy is looking at the shelf in the closet & does not see the salt where it belongs. She has a quick moment to wonder how Robert would have gotten a hold of something so high up before she starts clearing all of the toys out of the room to vacuum. Mommy asks Robert where the salt container is. He gets mad & grabs one of his toys then proceeds to throw it at his crib. Mommy picked our brother up & put him in time out. While little man was cooling his heels mommy got the rest of the toys off the floor & vacuumed. The toy he threw broke into a few pieces so mommy put it in the living room for daddy to look at (mommy was capable of fixing the toy but felt visual would help show daddy what happened).

Once the room was clean & almost all of the toys had been replaced mommy realized she still didn't find the salt shaker. Mommy began pulling out the dresser drawers & checking under the clothes. She looked under the crib & chair in Bobby's room... still no salt. Mommy gave up her search & figured a secret society of ninja salt gnomes must have sneaked into Robert's window. It is the only explanation as to why the room was in such a state of disarray, how this child had acquired the salt & why the container is still MIA.

The day continued without anymore abnormalities. Once daddy came home mommy told him the story. Daddy went to inspect the broken toy. He snapped the pieces back together & asked mommy to look at one of the tunnels. Guess what had been hiding in there all day... the salt shaker. I guess the salt gnomes skipped our house this month ;-)