We came into the kitchen to find our darling B sitting in the middle of the kitchen covered in olive oil. He had opened the cabinet, taken out the olive oil, UNSCREWED the cap, and shook it... ALL OVER HIMSELF, THE FLOOR, EVERYWHERE. He is the devil. I truly believe that.
The next day, he decided to play in the toilet. Chris came upon him and he was bathing himself in the toilet.
Both of these things happened in the space of FIVE minutes. He know if he is going to be the devil, he needs to do it quick before we catch him.
This one is going to give me the gray hair.
Is it wrong that the first thing I thought of with the olive oil was "where's
the camera?
1 comment:
Oh no!!!! But as long as it's only ONE gray hair, I guess it's OK. And as long as it's captured on film for future devil-references. :)
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