"I Like Food" by the Descendants is the official song of boys.
My little angel doesn't empty the pantry, but we did have a motivational discussion this morning about the chocolate brownie crumbs that I found on the bathroom floor after she went to bed last night.Eat the brownie someplace where dad wouldn't disturb her: Check.Brush her teeth so that dad wouldn't notice when it was time for prayers and to say good night: Check.Make sure that all of the evidence was cleaned up so that dad wouldn't wake her at 5:50 a.m. to discuss the situation: Doh!
MISS CRESCAT, IS IT NOW TOO LATE FOR ME TO SEND YOU A PICTURE FOR MANTILLA WEEK? IT'S HERE FROM THE PHILIPPINES.
Boys = Locusts!!!
We had three boys who became teenagers at the same time. At one point, I seriously considered a chain around the refrigerator with a padlock. We only managed to save some food for ourselves by hiding it in frozen broccoli boxes in the freezer, or in butcher paper bundles marked "calves' liver" and "tongue"! :) Rosemary
When he's a teenager, you might as well back up a Harris-Teeter semi to your front door and let him have at it. :)
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