Attack of the Vaseline monster
I always get nervous when things are too quiet at my house. Even if Caleb is playing "quietly" there is some noise or banging toys or something. The other day I went upstairs to check and see why it was so quiet. Chase was supposed to be asleep, but when I opened the door to my room, I beheld quite a sight. At first I didn't know if I should freak out or laugh, but when I realized that no harm had been done, I decided to laugh, probably a little hysterically, . . . oh, and blog about it.
The victim. "What the heck happened to me!?"
The culprit. "Yeah I did it, what are you going to do about it?"
Sometimes I honestly don't know what that boy is thinking!
I will say one thing about it though. For the rest of that day, the skin on Chase's face was very moist and soft.
The victim. "What the heck happened to me!?"
The culprit. "Yeah I did it, what are you going to do about it?"
Sometimes I honestly don't know what that boy is thinking!
I will say one thing about it though. For the rest of that day, the skin on Chase's face was very moist and soft.
Comments
What cute boys