When you hear several "thump thump thump thumps" at bedtime going from boys room to your room, you know it's not good. When you hear water running you think 'What is goin on?" You know when hubby comes downstairs with all of your dental floss unraveled you know it's even worse.
"Braveheart came to visit"
Me: Huh?
"Nate painted himself with a tube full of desitin, all over his face. Then he wrapped himself up in dental floss"
Me: No photos?
"No"
Me: Huh. Why are these damn kids obsessed with putting diaper cream anywhere but on their butts? Makes for a great moisturizer though.
Crap. Now I need new dental floss.
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