Yep. I came downstairs after getting dressed to find my son on the fourth stair with the ketchup bottle. He had poured a dollop onto the carpeted step and was dipping his fingers in it, placing his fingers in his mouth, and nodding "mmmmm!" at me.
No! Not "mmmmmm!" That's GROSS!!!
You do *NOT* eat ketchup off the stairs!!!
2 comments:
I SWEAR he was not breathing!!!
your kids are the funniest people! i love them!
mmmm.... ketchup. once again, i told the story to luke and he knew exactly what riley was thinking.... boys really are so different from girls! ewwwwwwwwww
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