Well, that was interesting. David decided to play in my makeup. He was hiding under the kitchen table with an Avon lip plumping sample all over his cheeks. I took him in the bathroom and asked him if that was what was on his face...he said no. The sample was right on the counter, ripped open and all gone. I told him that he was in a time out on my bed for lying and also for getting into my makeup which he knew was a no-no and he had to stay there. (He and his brother just got into my perfume the day before...so he knew better.) I came back out and started to read a magazine when I had the impression that I ought to go check on him. In the 4 minutes he had been back there he had managed to open a bottle of nail polish and paint the walls, my new shorts, the bassinet (which is borrowed), the pillows, the night stand, Honey's school textbook, and the laundry basket...as well as open a jar of liquid foundation and dump it out on the carpet....
What would you do? What would Jesus do!?!
Beat him? Surely not...
So we went to call Daddy.
Then he helped me clean up the mess and he is grounded from the computer for the week and has to buy mommy more makeup with his money.
motherhood.
1 comment:
Great blog. I would like to know how you got the effects that you have. Maybe when school is out...
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