Cooking Molly

Every mom knows that the second, and I mean the second you turn your back, your kids do something wrong. Mine like to get into trouble when I have the audacity to go to the bathroom. I know, silly me I refuse to wear adult diapers so going to the bathroom is a necessary part of my day. Plus, they also like to get into the trash when I take Isabella to the bathroom.

Yesterday, I left the kitchen to go to the bathroom. Before I even opened the door, I can hear my little dumpster divers clanking the bottles in the recycling bin. So, of course I came out to yell at them and move them away from the trash. Molly had what looked like cumin all over her head. I couldn't figure out what she got into, so I wiped her head clean and went to the bathroom.

They did this on Monday while I took Belly to the bathroom.

They are like moths to a flame with the garbage cans.

When I came out, I noticed a lid to one of my spices was on the counter. Light bulb moment, this must be why Molly had a strange substance on her head. I asked Belly where was the spice bottle. And the conversation went like this.

Bells-Here it is Mommy.
Me-Isabella, why did you put spices on Molly's head? (By the way it was ground coriander not cumin, of course because coriander is much more expensive.)
Bells-I cooking her.
Me-Isabella we don't put real spices on our siblings head, we just pretend. Did I really just say that? (Yes I said that out loud, that's how in shock I was by this conversation.)
Bells-OK Mommy.

Now I just want to know, are my kids the only ones that think they should "cook" their siblings? Also, I'm really mad at myself for not taking a picture of Molly with seasonings all over her head. Bad Mommy!