Okay, so, this morning Sam was galloping around the house wearing his winter Panther's cap that covers his ears. His race car toothbrush hung out of his mouth like a classy cigar, and he was wielding the broom which is 3 times his height. He looked so happy and intense! For the life of me, I cannot imagine what adventurous scenario he was acting out in his head.
I was in Walmart the other day and had to go to the bathroom. For the first time, Sam got on his hands and knees and crawled right out of the stall. I couldn't stop him at that moment. The floor was absolutely filthy. It was soooooo disgusting!!! Thankfully he just loitered outside my door until I came out, at which point he grinned up at me. A few moments later, I realized I was totally out of antibacterial wet wipes. Although I tried to wash his hands at the gummy sink with a meager drip of soap that I coaxed out of the soap thing, I can only suspect that he actually acquired more germs from the faucet. Later in the store, he stuck his fingers in his mouth. How is that for a delightful story? That's why I thought I would share it with you.
Friday, March 28, 2008
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