I lift a heavy jug of olive oil to set it down on the counter behind a pot of cherries and a cup of diet orange soda. But the very thing I intend not to do happens:
I drop the jug, the pot clatters violently off the counter spilling cherries and cherry juice all over the kitchen floor, and my orange drink completely empties onto the counter and stove.
"Noooo!"
I stand still, take deep breaths, close my eyes, then chuckle quietly to myself. Murphy's law has struck again!
Sophia: It's ok, Daddy.
Me: I know.
Sophia: You can clean it up. It's ok.
Me: Yeah, I'll clean it up.
Sophia: You're always spilling things every day, but you'll learn. You're growing.
Me: I'm growing?
Sophia: Yes, you're growing and learning every day. I'll teach you....
(It's good to know my three year old has my back when I'm at my most vulnerable : )