Friday, October 3, 2014

Stories of the two rascals

-Quinn and Paxton colored on my Huggies box of diapers.  I was so glad it wasn't anything else like the wall or couch.  Quinn came into my room and still had a marker in his hand.  He takes of the lid and directs it at Kayzley's face.  I ask what he was doing.  He stated that he was going to write his name on her face.  I told him, no you're not!  Then he preceded to go down her arm.  I stopped him. Then to her leg...then her feet.  He was so irritated he couldn't write his name on her body.  I asked why he wanted to and he said so everyone knows she's my baby.  He's super possessive of her.

-I let the boys play outside.  I had to feed Kayzley so I went inside and Quinn followed me.  Paxton was left alone inside the garage.  I assumed he was playing with his toys and I wasn't too worried about him wandering off since the garage door was closed. 

After I was done feeding Kayzley I went to check on him.  Paxton had managed to climb to the top of one of our shelves that I even have difficulty getting up on and he grabbed some fish bait that smelled like licorice and ?.  He had smeared all through his hair, down his arm, on his belly, legs, feet, etc.  Then he smeared it all over his toys in the garage.  It was so greasy and such a mess to clean up.  After I was finished with that I discovered a new smell and noticed a white substance.  It took me a while to figure out it was sunblock. 

- I took Quinn and Paxton to the dentist.  Once we were in the van for a few minutes Quinn asked what that smell was.  I wasn't sure but I responded that it smelled fruity.  He says no like bubblegum.  I knew exactly what it was.  I turned around and sure enough Paxton had toothpaste smeared in his hair and he rubbed it on his arms and legs like it was lotion.  For a split second I was mad but when I saw he was so proud of himself, I couldn't help but to find him being adorable.  I stopped at a sandwich shop and used their bathroom to give Paxton a sponge bath. 

I wasn't thinking what was inside of his bag.  My thoughts were consumed with lunch and getting to the van.  Who gives a 2 year old toothpaste anyways?