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