Last night was the Dugga's Dad's first night on graveyards, so this morning we were trying to be quiet and let him get some sleep... Shoulda known better...
It actually went pretty smoothly, the kids didn't argue much, David only body slammed Emily one time, which has to be a record because he usually gets in about 6 good tackles before lunch.. I fed them, bathed them, and then put them in bed for a nap while I tried to get some laundry done, and get me dressed... I suddenly hear David yelling from his room, "Mom come in here!" I walk in to find him covered in Butt Paste. And I don't mean, he got a lot on him, I mean his face looked like he had a beauty mask on, he had it all over his head, caked into his hair, on his shirt, his pants, his bedspread, his bed, the wall above his bed, his dresser, his changing table, and the carpet....
And no matter how much I yelled or spanked, he thought it was funny and was VERY proud of his art... So, into the shower he went for his second washing of the day... So it turns out, Butt Paste is QUITE hard to get out of hair... He is going to smell like that stuff for a month I think.
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