chase was playing quietly in the kitchen, too quietly.
i called out, "chase?"
his quick response, "what?"
i know that he has gotten into something.
i walk into the kitchen to see him
happily gnawing on a tube of pina colada chap stick.
his little hands are meticulously slathered in the yellow cream.
chap stick is not an easy thing to wash off.
after i get him semi cleaned up, i start cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
it is time to get bayli from school.
chase is nowhere to be found, all is quiet.
i call out, "chase?"
quick response, "what?"
i open my bathroom door to this:
he found the halloween makeup tucked away in one of my drawers.
i am sure that is wasn't as tasty.
and i thought the chap stick was hard to clean up.