Peas and Carrots.....Carrots and Peas.....come out of my hair.....PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
Not that he didn't already smell like maple syrup (from his oatmeal 1 whole washing of a shirt ago), and not that he didn't already litter my floor with chicken, applesauce, and avacado...that wasn't enough.
He had to throw his bib on the floor, and squash carrots in his hair one by one.
Me: "Patton, what color are the carrots?"
Patton: "Rrrrrrreh."
Me: "Close. They are not red, though, they are OR-ANGE. Look at mommy, "o-range."
Patton: smashing carrots all over himself, "Rrrrreh".
Me: "Precisely."
Looks like he's sproutin' devil horns to me! lol!
ReplyDelete