Flour for Mommy

I feel for her as my Jake did this when he was little......altho he kept his masterpiece in the kitchen....

Poor parents!

Vanesa.

Wow. That will take forever to clean up. Some people on youtube comment saying it's fake or saying it's been stage. That mom did it. You can tell the kids do it. Kids can do lot of things, in minutes.

They literally just now showed this on our local news.

Brian Williams showed it on last night's NBC Evening News, too.

I'd wonder how the mother didn't notice, but my brother and I did something similar, though not as extreme and my parents were in the same room! I love the one kid with the bag of flour going, "See? See? See?"


My mother was playing the piano and my father was reading the newspaper... My brother and I were probably three and five. I was on the rocking chair, rocking and every time I came forward my brother puff my face with baby powder. I don't remember the incident, but there are several photos of me, covered head to toe with baby powder!
At least I smelled good!

The Today Show had the parents (and kids) on this morning and asked them how they felt about it being questioned as being called fake and putting it on Youtube just so it would be a "Youtube Sensation" and they said they put it on Youtube because their parents don't have Face Book and they wanted them to see it, so they posted it there.....Then they questioned her about being so calm and not going crazy on the kids...she said she had already come out of the bathroom and saw the mess, said her few choice words, got it out of her system, then went and got the camera to tape it.....she said the more she taped, the more shocked she got and how much flour there was.....So, whether people think it is fake or real, it took her 7 hours to clean it up....with a dinner break in between.....Now, I can tell you from MY experience as a "MOM".....You do NOT trash your own house like that, knowing you have to clean it up.....Mom's have enough to do without throwing that on top of the pile...

CONFESSION time..... I was those kids once. Baby powder....and it was my babysitter that found me. I was 8 and knew better but my 2 yr old brother helped in on the fun. It started out so innocent too. I was just powdering my dolls butt....and then i spilled some...
I got payed back tho when Nathan rolled a new large jar of peanut butter down our hallway when he was 2. It hit the wall broke (plastic) and peanut butter went everywhere. I was unloading other groceries and by the time I got back into the house he had finger painted with the peanut butter on our newly painted walls and carpet.
I would have taken flour or powder any day!

MY Jake story......

Jake was 2, possibly 2 1/2 and wanted me to make him some play dough out of flour. It was a cold, dreary day and he knew we always did something like that to have fun when he couldn't go outside. He asked me to make some and I told him I would in just a bit, I needed to change Josh's diaper.....When I came into the kitchen, there was a trail of flour from the fridge to the table and on the table, a HUGE pile of flour....and next to that, stood Jake, in what WAS a black sweatsuit.....it was now a light shade of gray.....He stood there looking at me and said, "I make play dough mom." I said, "Jake, mommy said she would make it in a bit, why didn't you wait?" He looked up at me with those big brown eyes and repeated, "I make play dough mom." I told him to go outside on the carport and brush himself off, as I brushed myself showing him what he needed to do....he grinned real big, ran outside to brush off.....I got the broom and dustpan, cleaned the flour mess up and then realized that Jake was taking a little longer outside than he should be. I went out to check on him and there stood my little guy pee-ing into a pan of oil from the oil change dad had done earlier in the week.....Now, remember I said it was a cold and dreary day, so....Jake's warm pee was streaming and steaming into the oil....I said, "JAKE! We don't potty outside, you go to the bathroom for that, now get in the house and finish up." He grinned and ran into the house.....I slid the oil back under the car so there wouldn't be anymore potty breaks outside. When I got inside, I figured Jake would be in the floor playing with his brother, but he was still in the bathroom....knowing he had done most of his 'duty' outside, I knew it shouldn't take him that long....so...off to check on him....He was in the bathroom.....on the counter......fingerpainting the mirror with toothpaste! I grabbed him and put him in the floor and sent him to his room to wait on me to change his clothes.....Oh, did I mention that this all happened within 5 minutes!!!

Rhonda wrote:

MY Jake story......

Jake was 2, possibly 2 1/2 and wanted me to make him some play dough out of flour. It was a cold, dreary day and he knew we always did something like that to have fun when he couldn't go outside. He asked me to make some and I told him I would in just a bit, I needed to change Josh's diaper.....When I came into the kitchen, there was a trail of flour from the fridge to the table and on the table, a HUGE pile of flour....and next to that, stood Jake, in what WAS a black sweatsuit.....it was now a light shade of gray.....He stood there looking at me and said, "I make play dough mom." I said, "Jake, mommy said she would make it in a bit, why didn't you wait?" He looked up at me with those big brown eyes and repeated, "I make play dough mom." I told him to go outside on the carport and brush himself off, as I brushed myself showing him what he needed to do....he grinned real big, ran outside to brush off.....I got the broom and dustpan, cleaned the flour mess up and then realized that Jake was taking a little longer outside than he should be. I went out to check on him and there stood my little guy pee-ing into a pan of oil from the oil change dad had done earlier in the week.....Now, remember I said it was a cold and dreary day, so....Jake's warm pee was streaming and steaming into the oil....I said, "JAKE! We don't potty outside, you go to the bathroom for that, now get in the house and finish up." He grinned and ran into the house.....I slid the oil back under the car so there wouldn't be anymore potty breaks outside. When I got inside, I figured Jake would be in the floor playing with his brother, but he was still in the bathroom....knowing he had done most of his 'duty' outside, I knew it shouldn't take him that long....so...off to check on him....He was in the bathroom.....on the counter......fingerpainting the mirror with toothpaste! I grabbed him and put him in the floor and sent him to his room to wait on me to change his clothes.....Oh, did I mention that this all happened within 5 minutes!!!

Oh! Poor Rhonda! I just imagine what desperate you must have feel at this very moment...But sorry for laughing! I could portray every moment of the scene in my mind...But poor you!

Vanesa.

Gin wrote:

CONFESSION time..... I was those kids once. Baby powder....and it was my babysitter that found me. I was 8 and knew better but my 2 yr old brother helped in on the fun. It started out so innocent too. I was just powdering my dolls butt....and then i spilled some...
I got payed back tho when Nathan rolled a new large jar of peanut butter down our hallway when he was 2. It hit the wall broke (plastic) and peanut butter went everywhere. I was unloading other groceries and by the time I got back into the house he had finger painted with the peanut butter on our newly painted walls and carpet.
I would have taken flour or powder any day!

Gin!

Vanesa.

Once, my brother spread baby powder all over the room carpet and when he tried to cleam it all helping himself by a vacuum...he only spread it more and more in the whole house ...

Vanesa.

When John was 2 or 3, he covered me in baby powder as I slept. I lived in this odd, tiny 3-room apartment at the time and the bathroom was of his bedroom. Prior to me waking up in a cloud sneezing from t he baby powder, he had gone into the bathroom, taken out all my makeup--crushed eye shadow into the sink, poured foundation down the wall, dumped out all the cotton balls trying to wipe that up, and used my mascara on the carpeted floor.