Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Little devil

Continuing in his devilish path, I overhead this little conversation coming from the upstairs bathroom. It's never a good sign when both kids are in the bathroom with the door shut.

"Try it. It's yummy."

"No, it yucky."

"It's like yummy candy. Really!"

"No, it not."

"Just pretend I'm giving you some medicine."

At this point I open the door and see my boy with the toilet bowl brush, sticking it straight into Sophia's open mouth. Poor trusting soul that she is. She will learn.