the space of ten minutes

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.