So Cookie Monster is making us laugh so hard lately. I'm thinking maybe his name needs to be changed -- maybe Tickle Me Elmo? On Monday I came home from taking Farmer Boy to school to find Cookie Monster's face covered in black marks. I asked what happened. Dad said he'd been coloring.
OK, so it's marker. Whatever.
Closer inspection reveals something different, though.
Powder. Face powder.
Guess he needed it to cover up the black marks, which were ... mascara. He smiled very cute for the picture. He'll regret that someday.
That same day, I came up from the basement to discover him on the counter, with the bartstool pulled up. He was reaching on TOP of the refrigerator to grab some Teddy Grahams. Guess he wasn't full from breakfast.
Later that day, he tried one of his new tricks: biting. He bit me. So, I thought I would solve that the same way I did with the Princess. I grabbed his arm and chomped. It didn't work like it did with the Princess. When she started her biting phase, I bit her back. She cried. I cried and that was that. She NEVER bit again.
Not Cookie Monster. I bit. He laughed. Finally, I stopped. He still laughed.
Totally lives up to the meaning of his name.
Today, he was playing with the wagon he got for his birthday. It's one of the those plastic outdoor toys. He filled it full of toys and was pulling it around the house. Good thing he got it a day early because it came in really handy tonight.
He used it to pull around the french fries he was having for supper.
Never a dull moment. Actually, I hear laughter and .....
"No, don't bite."
Gotta go.
