Poor Baby

Following a fabulous weekend (more to come about that later) I had a rather boring and average week. That was until Thursday. I woke up and got Mia off to school, managed to find a few minutes to exercise and still had a few moments to cuddle with McKinlee and Wynter before the woke up. McKinlee wanted soup for breakfast, and being happy that she didn't just want Chocolate milk like usual I happily obliged. I pulled the left over soup out of the fridge, heated it up in the microwave, pulled it out, and watched as the splashed out of the bowl and land right on McKinlee burning her poor little face. I have spent the rest of the week enduring my punishment from McKinlee, I can't go into my kitchen with out her saying..."Mom, don't burn me again" if I say something is hot she runs to the other side of the apartment in fear. I am just glad it is superficial and won't scar.