Grape Juice EVERYWHERE!!!!!

Ever have one of those moments in life where if you don't laugh, you'll cry.  Like literally.  An incident from our weekend was just like that.

Mya was finishing up breakfast.  Those of you that know us and have been to our home can visualize that our dining rooms connects directly to our kitchen.  Our dining room also has a large sliding door and window which allows us to view our deck and backyard.  And as she finished up breakfast, Brandon and I both stepped out of the dining room...literally for like one-minute...and were in different rooms of our home.  

We heard a loud crash...and then a boom.

You see, that crash and then boom...was Mya.  Dropping her small cup of grape juice, and it hitting the table or floor or whatever.  And then Mya sliding off her chair and landing on the floor.  She was crying.  We both went running and simultaneously spotted that Mya was okay...but that...

GRAPE JUICE WAS EVERYWHERE!!!

I have never seen anything like it.  Seriously.

As I scooped up Mya, I noticed that grape juice was DRIPPING from the ringlets in her hair.  It covered her jammies and the kitchen table.  Grape juice even dripped from the underside of the table.  Splattered and was running down our wall and sliding door.  My lovely WHITE curtains that hung at the large window and door were also now splattered with ample amounts of grape juice.  And puddles of juice also gathered at the bottom of her chair, across the kitchen floor, and everywhere in between.

Brandon and I were speechless.

We literally froze.
I left out a sigh.  Repeatedly asked 'how on Earth did this happen.' I then laughed.  In denial.

When Brandon and I both spotted what went down, we didn't even know what to say or think or do.  We were thankful to see that Mya was okay.  And were able to gather from her slurred (from crying) speech that she was reaching for her cup or to put it back on the table and slipped (while in her fuzzy, fleece jammies) and fell right down and off her chair.  We were very grateful she was okay.  But we were in denial about the grape juice...you know, BRIGHT REDISH-PURPLE...grape juice being EVERYWHERE.

Like anyone would do, we quickly figured out a plan.  Brandon scooped up Mya and tubbed her.  I grabbed multiple kitchen towels and cleaned the area, multiple times.  The curtains entered the washing machine (and were salvaged...thank goodness!).  And over the course of twenty-minutes or so, our home...our dining room...transitioned back to normal.

I had never seen...nor experienced...ANYTHING like that before.  Sure, as a baby...Mya spit out food or spilled a cup (and she still does...and let's be honest, us adults make messes often, too).  But it was a moment that my utter shock, in a split-second, caused me to laugh (and comfort Mya)...when all I really wanted to do was cry.  And let the mess clean itself up.

So...
LIFE LESSON #15,207 and #15,208 (I made those numbers up...but you get the point):
*Give Mya grape juice in a sippy cup WITH a lid on.
*ONLY allow her to use the tiny Tupperware juice cup (WITHOUT a lid) when drinking water.

May my life lesson be an important one for you, too, so you don't have to experience this for yourself.  Ha!  :)