When I left him upstairs he was happily engaged in playing with his trains. It was a little quiet but I didn't think much of it. Then he came downstairs with an open tube of my mascara. Fortunately, he only applied it to himself. So, while his hair may be dyed black for a while, my carpet and bedspreads came out unscathed. Whew.
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You got SOOOOOOOOOOOO lucky! A quiet boy means trouble!
I like it. I think it is kind of edgy.
Oh and I just read the zoo post and at least you still have friends up here. We are going to be in C.S. for a couple of days at the end of July so maybe we can see you!
That is too funny, lucky you it only ended up in his hair. I'm totally jealous of your backyard, that looks like such a nice haven.
That's hilarious! Yeah, I thought only girls did that too! That's funny! Thank goodness it didn't get anywhere else, you were very lucky with that!
good thing he only did his hair! Lydia tries to do her eyes and it scares me to death!
That is so awesome!!
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