Just chillin’ and eating some pencils
I turned on the water for Caleb’s bath. He stripped off his clothes and climbed in to the tub. First he dipped his toe in and then, when he was satisfied the water was just the right temperature, he scaled the edge of the bathtub. On all fours he crawled over the water spout and began drinking the water pouring in to the tub. He looked over and me and declared, “I’m thirsty” as if we’d been depriving him of liquids for days. “I ate some pencils,” he continued.
“Some pencils?” I asked. I truly had no idea what he was talking about. I did have Keaton and Justis babysit for an hour when I took Spencer to soccer practice. But surely they didn’t feed their brother pencils.
But then I remembered seeing an empty bag of pretzels on the kitchen counter. “Oh you mean pretzels?” I asked.
“No. Pencils.”
“Umm…no. You mean pretzels.”
“NO! Pencils. And they made me thirsty.”
Whatever. There’s no arguing with that kid. He is so bull-headed. I don’t know where he could have learned that from.




I’ve just popped in via someone else’s blog, all the way from the UK! Your blog makes me cry with laughter! I love it!