Breakfast


Yesterday the Mischievite wasn't getting ready fast enough for me. I kept telling him to get dressed and he just sat there on his bedroom floor, in his undies, with his back to me.

"Hey!" I finally said, after a good 10 minutes of asking. "Get dressed you!"

So the Mischievite turns to me, wipes his fingers on the floor and says, "Oh, sorry mom... I was just having my booger breakfast."

AAAAHHH! I swear boys may be the death of me.

Comments

Rob-bear said…
Ah, um, NO! Yuck.
heather said…
Boys are so gross... and funny.
Tracie said…
Have you seen the movie Brave yet? Each time they yelled "Boys!" reminded me of my house. I yell that at my twin boys! alot

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