a sequence of events.

sometimes being a parent amazes me. the emotions it can put you through. i get upset with myself over the things that can push me over the edge, then i can amaze myself with the amount of patience and calm i can muster. this was one of those moments. i look over and see i am getting a 'look'. i have to check it out. this is what i find. i give a look back. a "you've got to be kidding me" kind of look. so, i get a bowl & some water. he get's the rag. i show him how to squeeze the excess water from the rag and comment on how pretty the color is. then hand it over to him. then calmly tell him that he didn't hurt the table, but that this isn't okay to do.