It's Christmas! It could be powdered sugar. It could be bleach, you know what your pants look like after you got a bit splashy with the stuff loading the washing machine. . . Just a thought.
I am guessing flour. Taylor looked just like that this morning but it was all my fault. How they ever trusted me to take him out of the hospital I will never know.
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It's flour and I'm guessing that we are having fajitas with home made tortillas for dinner tonight.
Targ
Or maybe it's baby powder. In my day, I've seen the horrifying results of children's interest in baby powder.
What about chalk?
I'm going to go out on a limb and say detergent. Or frostbite.
It looks like they had a fight with the baby powder!
With the strange polka dot pattern, it probably came out of the baby powder container!
It's Christmas! It could be powdered sugar. It could be bleach, you know what your pants look like after you got a bit splashy with the stuff loading the washing machine. . . Just a thought.
I'm going with baby powder. I have some photos of my own I could share with that substance being abused!
I am guessing flour. Taylor looked just like that this morning but it was all my fault. How they ever trusted me to take him out of the hospital I will never know.
Yeah, Clark. You might not want to kiss him. He's got a fungus that ain't been identified yet! (In my best Cousin Eddie voice)
I'm guessing that Targhee took everyone out to dinner tonight!! Fajitas to come in another month...
Just when he throws the baby powder at his brother, he redeems himself and tells you stories about Jesus and cleans your couch.
Ha Ha!
Grandma Liz
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