The saga continues ...

As a commenter said - cherish these times, they are only young once. And I remembered - one of my favorite times as a child was when my cousin and I spread baby powder all over the hard wood floor in one of the bedrooms in my grandma's house and we slid ALL over the bedroom. It was a BLAST! My grandma once told me that her kids HAD to be quiet. As long as they were quiet, they could get away with a lot. Well, I guess my cousin and I were real quiet that afternoon :)

Anyway ... as I was upstairs changing my shirt Thursday, I asked the kids to come up with me while I got ready ... well, in all honesty, I didn't want them there. All they would do is tease their baby brother or jump on each other on the bed. But what happened next was worse ... I heard quiet. You KNOW that's bad. I said "GUYS - what are you doing??" "NOTHING" Was Cameron's response. So I yelled - CAMERON TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE DOING! Because Nothing is the LAST thing you want to hear! "Painting on the chairs" ... I immediately swoop up the baby and run downstairs. There are about 5 bottles of nailpolish on the carpet under the dining room table (note: they were there because I found them in the kitchen junk drawer and I thought, it's dangerous for these to be here, I better take them upstairs, and placed them in plain site on the stairs. Smart). Anyway, Cameron and Kennedy had decided to smell the nail polish - but then thought it was fun to decorate the dining room chairs. With nail polish. They picked a nice pepto pink color for one and purple sparkles on the other. It's on the legs, let's hope no one ever looks that close when we have people over for dinner.