I suddenly hear a proclaimation from The Bug..."BUB! You are going to be in so much trouble!"
See, he'd gone to bed without any protest. I'd kissed his forehead and told him what a good, good boy he was and he'd smiled angelicly. Then nothing from his room...SILENCE...a parent's dream!
Finally, after parenting all these young I've arrived at "professional motherhood." My children obey my every request and they are model young citizens! I am accomplished!
Not so.
Bub decided to finger paint a beard on himself with Potato's special skin allergy cream.
Why? He would not say.
Certainly he slept all night with out a itch on his face or hands.
"Pride cometh before mess to clean up in the bathroom and on the kid"
3 comments:
oh dear... yes, this happened to me not too long ago. Precious little Jarrod, who I thought was being so quiet during his nap (after I had firmly warned him to go to sleep). I was quite proud that I had accomplished getting him to be quiet... until I found him in a different room altogether, stamping a blue stamp all over the wall and brother's bunkbed.
Love hearing how you are doing and continuing to think of you from here.
Koe
I love that even miles away, I can still sense the mischief and the love in your home!
How cute he looks! How curious he is. The silence is almost always a clue to the type of activity they are involved in. Intelligent, aren't they?
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