So tonight was a typical night in Boogerland.
The boys wanted to "help" clean up, so I let them squirt the Windex and wipe it up with paper towels. A recent favorite activity. Only Mo decided it would be fun to rub his head across the windows, using his hair to mop up the Windex. Who needs paper towel anyway? Curley had to get in on the action, too, of course.
So I hauled them off to the bathtub to de-Windex.
Mo ran ahead of me, stripping along the way, and proceeded to rip all the sheets and blankets off my bed and the guest bed. He prefers to jump (naked) on mattresses that are bare, too, I guess.
Bath time was a four-towel event, as they tried to out-splash each other.
Afterwards, Mo refused to get dressed. Refused to dry off. Refused to re-make the beds. So when Daddy got home, Mo was sitting (wrapped in a towel) in time-out.
"I'm disappointed that you're not behaving for Mom tonight," Dad says.
"How do you know I'm not behaving?" Mo asks.
"Well, I heard you when I was walking up the steps," Dad explains.
Mo gave him a questioning glance.
"Kiddo, I have ears you know," Dad says.
"So? I have ears. Everybody has ears," says Mo.
7 months ago