Monday, April 12, 2010
On Saturday, our house was invaded by children who came in through the windows (our house walls are mostly windows which swing open to allow the breeze and chilluns to enter). As part of our attempts to keep them from wandering all over the house/like us, I told the oldest boy to come to the kitchen and dip his finger in a cinnamon-sugar syrup I had made earlier. He dips his finger, licks it, and then goes, "Ew." He then proceeds to tell us that he likes to work and asks to help clean out the kitchen sink catch, our bedrooms, the trashcan, etc. Wtf?