Horror Story

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

It was one of those kind of nightmarish moments that you hope only take place in your imagination, but never in reality. I was in the shower, enjoying a momentary reprieve from the demands of an active 15 month old, relaxing under the stream of hot water, as Alexander played quietly and (hopefully) happily, right outside the bathroom door. After a few moments of blissful relaxation, I realised I could hear Alexander playing. The noise was not coming from outside the bathroom door, as I had imagined it would be, but from upstairs. Could that be right? Had I forgotten to close the door at the top of the stairs? Had Alexander climbed up the stairs and gone up there to explore, without the watchful gaze of Mummy interrupting the magnificent joy of discovery? With a feeling of horror and trepidation, I realised that I had, in fact, left the door open, and the sounds coming from upstairs were undoubtedly the sound of a small boy exploring the contents of the fridge. I quickly hurried to finish rinsing my hair, and jumped out of the shower, dragging a towel around myself as I rushed up the stairs and into the living area. The scene that greeted me was a confirmation of all the horror filled thoughts that had rushed through my mind in that short trip up the stairs. My eyes quickly took in the details....the fridge door standing ajar, the trail of items lying on the rusty coloured carpet. Butter, jam, a carton of yoghurt lying on its side. But the central feature in this scene was Alexander, standing in a puddle of milk with a look of wonder and delight on his face, as the milk cascading from the carton in his hand joined the pooling mess on the carpet. His joy was short lived, however, as I rushed over, with a cry of "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!", and grabbed the carton of milk from his hand, and removed him from the scene of his crime.
It was only after cleaning up the mess that I allowed myself to chuckle at his antics, and appreciate the curiousity and wonder that led to this exploration. Needless to say, the door was firmly closed this morning when I stepped into the shower. :)

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