Tuesday, June 01, 2010

The Bob-Bob massacre

When I was little, I watched the show Rugrats. I always wonder how Tommy managed to hide screwdrivers and cookies in his diaper without his parents knowing. Now I know. His parents must have spent the better part of the evening with their heads in the stove cleaning up melted hot glue and didn’t notice items being hidden away for later use.

This morning started like any other morning. I woke up to Charlie calling me at 7. When I opened the door I was greeted by this:


My first thought was that Noah finally had enough and must have punched Charlie in the nose. Then I noticed that both boys seemed happy and I couldn’t figure out where they were bleeding from. Then the smell hit me.

Nail polish.

Last night while I was preoccupied with the glue in the stove, Charlie must have climbed up and snatched a bottle of nail polish.

Nail polish ruined both their sheets, pillow cases, and Charlie’s PJ’s . Noah mainly had it on his hands and feet, like Charlie tried to paint his nails.

Enjoy the pictures while I finish bathing my children in nail polish remover.














2 comments:

  1. I am dying for you. Kids always seize the one moment you are preoccupied to shove stuff down their pants for later use. :) It is all just so funny to me!!! Leah is looking at the pictures with me and she said, "That Charlie is naughty and funny. I think he should have a froggy birthday next." {a little random!} Good luck today and I hope no other HUGE messes occur-- those are two huge ones back to back!!

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  2. p.s. we have that same sippy cup, and Leah says she wants it back. :)

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