Crop Circle Watch... Jul 27, 2009 23:44:36 GMT -5
Post by peacefullake on Jul 27, 2009 23:44:36 GMT -5
I was never given a good answer for that one though I think he took it, didn't want to admit it and tried to 'hide the evidence'. We now have fudge sauce in the vents w/Legos and such stuck to it. We weren't able to reach it all to clean it up. Looking down our vents with a flashlight is an eye opening experience, though. ;D One of the boys was a 'flusher' as well. He flushed everything. We finally had to call the plumber and they had to snake all the pipes going out of our house. They pulled out magic markers, batteries, matchbox cars, blocks, action figures, you name it. Little bugger had been working on that for awhile I guess. The plumbers were awed. Then there was the time my eldest son literally buried my youngest son in the garden. He had even made a makeshift cross as a marker. It's a good thing I walked outside when I did. Or when my oldest came running out of his room in front of some friends, totally naked, with a blue and red butt he had painstakingly colored with markers. He was playing 'baboon'. Or when my other son refused to use toilet paper and insisted on using leaves. He kept a stash in the bathroom- explain that one to guests. I'll spare you the details on what we call the 'loincloth incident'. Let's just say it was way too small...
Serenity is my focus word.
Well, that just takes the cake! Man oh man...I thought I'd seen it all with my son's "eggsperiment" with raw eggs on his rug in his room...or bits of shredded tampons and sanitary pads all over the place, or the gouges in doors from his young angry childhood days. I don't think we're ever quite the same, after raising boys. Seriously, it just fries something in our brains, or something! They are very strange creatures.