Jon was quiet. Jon was very quiet. This could only mean one of two things: 1-Jon is asleep, 2-Jon is getting into trouble. 1=good, 2=bad. It was 2.
I made the mistake of leaving the stick of butter out on the counter after breakfast this morning. Taking advantage of my forgetfulness, Jon took the butter and sat on the kitchen floor just out of sight. He then proceeded to squeeze butter into the water bottle Joe takes to work. He also squished it between his fingers, and rubbed it on his face. I won't even comment on the kitchen floor.
Later, this afternoon, he was quiet again. This time he was attempting to tear open the bag of Cheerios with his teeth. He left two holes behind, so that the little imprisoned cereal rings could escape.
3 comments:
oh my gosh this is hilarious! LOL! Cheerios! Ha!
Save all these li'l incidents for your future book!
Isn't it nice? How they are finally being nice and quiet and for a second you think oh, it's so peaceful and then the realization that no they probably just made your life harder sinks in.
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