Uh-oh is one of John's favorite things to say, and I often remind him that "Uh-oh" is for mistakes, since he often creates whatever "Uh-oh" that's before him. One morning last week, I was primping and John was playing in the bathroom as I finished up. I hear a light clanging and here's what I found. Two-hundred fifty matches on the ground. Uh-oh!
Clean up was quick since I decided to throw a bunch away, and while John willingly helped, he had little luck since he would drop the match into the box sleeve only for it to fall on the ground again. Uh-oh. (And for those worrying about my child's safety, those aren't easy matches to strike and I've put them away in the cabinet!)
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