"Mom, I just want to tell you something."

K is the Princess of avoiding the task at hand. Whether it's cleaning up toymagedon or going to bed at night, K will do just about anything to avoid what she doesn't want to do. Lately, this has come in the form of a sweet little smile and a seemingly innocent, "I just want to tell you something." There could not be a more loaded statement on Earth at this moment. Responding with any semblance of interest will drag you into a time suck to rival no other.

Take today for example. K is supposed to be cleaning up toymagedon right now. (Heck, I'm supposed to be cleaning up the kitchen so maybe the apple doesn't fall that far from the tree.) She recently came out of the playroom (read: former dining room) to "tell me something" and I stupidly replied with "What?" I know, I know, don't engage. Too late, commence time suck.

She sits on the floor because this very important news is exhausting to share and must be done seated. She stares off into space trying to come up with something worthy enough to merit stopping the current search and rescue mission for Strawberry Shortcake and her friends amidst the rubble. All the while she smiles that impish grin and then produces this gem.

K:  "Mommy, what season is it?"
Me: "Winter."
K: "What comes after winter?"
Me: "Spring." (See, I'm keeping it to one word responses. All is not lost.)
K: "Well, you need to take down all the snowmen in there because it's almost spring." **impish grin**
Me: "That was so sweet of you to come up with a job for me to do K. How about you get done what you need to first and then we'll worry about the snowmen."

Currently, K has stopped at least five more times. Once to share a great idea she had for cleaning up. (Which, she has failed to implement yet.) Twice to use the potty and two more times to entertain B. B of course starts smiling and I feel like the Wicked Witch of the West breaking up the lovely sisterly bonding going on but send her scurrying I must.

And now, I sit here trying not to laugh out loud as K aimlessly wanders amongst the toy related carnage singing about her hair band. Laughing would be a major sign of weakness.