Why He's Called The Mischievite

I can't even begin to explain the trouble this kid can get himself into and every time I think his curiosity has calmed down a bit he does something else to bring it all back into focus. Case in point: when we were 'suppose' to be getting ready to pick up Ralexwin at the school. I'm hollaring for the Mischievite to find some clothes and this is what I he's doing instead:


This is permanent marker. The permanent markers his oldest sister was supposed to have put away.

For the rest of the day he went around like this (with pants and a shirt of course)... we went to Wal-Mart, the accountant, to pick up the kids... everywhere we went someone said something.

"Woah! You look awesome."

"Did someone get into the markers?"

And my favorite from Albowin, "Hey, your face is covered in pen."

This is the kind of reinforcement the Mischievite does not need. It'll just make him worse!

That night when I finally got him into the tub the water turned pink. Solid pink. And the marker didn't come all the way off, either. Now he looks like he has an uneven sunburn.

What a kid I have. He seems determined to make our lives more light hearted than it was before.

PS I still haven't found the marker.

Comments

Jenn said…
Caleb did that once....except his was with a HUGE black perm marker and he colored EVERYTHING from his belly button down!! (my brother was babysitting...and Caleb somehow removed ALL of his clothes, found the marker and colored away! My brother still swears he doesn't know how it happened....Um could it be because you(brother) was NOT watching him?????? I was so upset then...but we have a great laugh about it now!)
Lisa said…
If your kid and my girl ever got married and had kids. The earth would quake in fear.
Polly Blevins said…
It looks like instead of getting dressed, he decided to draw his clothing on. It would have passed for me.
Evelyn said…
Looks like there may be a sequel! YES!

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