Spoke too Soon...

I was feeling pretty good, almost lucky, you could say. I was just thinking that Carson and Cassie have been pretty good lately. I was almost complaining that I didn't have anything exciting to write about on the blog...I spoke too soon...

I HATE GUM!!!
Gum and kids do not mix.

Leave it to Cassie to get it stuck in her hair.

She was upstairs when I heard panic in her voice, telling Carson to go get some scissors...
Wait!!! I don't think so!
I told Cassie to come downstairs and her faces was stained with tears and I know that she knew that she was going to be in trouble.
I wasn't going to use peanut butter or mayo to get the gum out. I didn't want her to think that she could go into the pantry and put "stuff" in her hair whenever she wanted. (the "mom" in me was thinking of ways to preventing any other messes)
I got the scissors and cut out the gum.
I HATE GUM!!!
(and even though Carson and Cassie are 4 and the mini adventures that they may lead me on are slowing down, they haven't stopped. I have learned to not speak too soon, and when thinks are "slow," that I should just enjoy it for a bit. )