Saturday, February 19, 2011

What IS that on your face?

Tried and true, the quieter your child is, the more trouble they are likely getting in to.

Last Sunday I was on the computer and Evan (I thought) was playing in the other room. Then he shows up next to me, with black flecky stuff all over his mouth and his hands.

Panic thoughts go like this:

What is that?!
Did you eat something poisonous?
Why are  you smiling?
We don't have plants (because I cannot keep them alive inside) so how did you get dirt?
-I also had a passing thought of some kind of Oreo crust but again, we didn't have any of that.

I take his hand and follow him in to the kitchen. And I find this.

Yes, that's right, Evan opened up a tea bag that I had set out on the counter and ate some of the contents.

The kicker to this story? After I took his picture he proceeded to lick his fingers.


Friday, February 4, 2011


Yesterday a stinkbug was discovered on the fridge. Evan is the enforcer, so he yelled "Stinkbug!", Daddy got the bug with a paper towel, and Evan flushed it down the toilet. Daddy was then wiping something that leaked out of the fridge, so Evan got a wipe and cleaned the side of the fridge where the bug had been.

Me: "Evan, you're the man!"

Evan: "I'm not the man, Daddy's the man"
         "I'm Evan".

Well, there you go.