After playing a few rounds of chess with Dad, he told you to go upstairs and brush your teeth. He would follow shortly to tuck you in. Before he got upstairs, he heard lots of laughter and giggling. As he came into the bathroom, he saw that you had squirted the entire tube of toothpaste into both sinks, decorating the entire sink bowl. How kind of you!
You both thought this was hilarious, while he was speechless. Mommy knows better than to turn you loose in the bathroom, without some supervision, even if it's just within ear shot. How quickly he learned.
He made you clean it up. Which you begrudgingly did. But more than that, he attemped to teach you a lesson about "waste" and how much things cost. After it was cleaned up (using at least a full roll of paper towels and a larger mess to get it cleaned up), he asked you to write me a note explaining what happened. Hence the first note below.
"Mom, Cole and JD made a mess in the bathroom with toothpaste"
This note was followed by a second note by JD - because he wasn't ready to stop writing. Blame shifting is the best isn't it? Not only that, he thought he would throw in a derogatory comment for safe measure. Is Cole really UGLE?
He then made you go into your wallets and ante up $2.00 each, to cover the cost of the toothpaste. I now have $4.00, ready for our next grocery run, so you can purchase the new tubes of toothpaste that you used for your "art" project.
I love these little escapades. Especially when it's Daddy that gets to deal with them! Too bad he didn't get a photo of your project - that would have completed the story....
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