Have you every found yourself facing a situation where you have a choice: start yelling or get the camera? Andrew and his friend Lincoln put me in one of those recently. They were playing upstairs with all the toys, games, puzzles, etc which should be ample entertainment for hours, but chose to keep themselves busy with the popcorn supplies instead. I came upstairs when things got quiet and discovered two boys with bright orange sock bottoms, two empty Tupperware buckets, and a carpet covered with popcorn kernels and butter salt.
"We wanted to make our socks orange" they told me with big innocent eyes.
First I counted to ten. Then I sent them to individual naughty spots while I cooled down. After a good while we all had a serious "why was that wrong, don't hurt the house" kind of discussion and I sent them back up with the vacuum.
After that I finally thought about the camera and caught this pic. We ended up spending the evening vacuuming salt out of each individual crevice in the carpet and finding kernels in the shag with our toes. I bet if you come visit and walk around with bare feet you may still be able to hunt down Andrew and Lincoln's kernels. I guess a new house with kids in it doesn't stay new for long!

2 comments:
hahah! I feel your pain. Kipton has a penchant for playing with my bulk bottle of parsley and he has dumped it out more than once. I am always finding parsley :)
Kids and their friends. I love them having friends come play but we have had 3 broken windows, a torn trampoline, and a broken tree house.
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