He had climbed up the stairs and was gone for maybe a minute if that, and I thought, uh oh, it's way too quiet. So I turn the corner on the stairs and find him doing his hair with some vicks....
He really piled it on, it was at least an inch thick on the top of his head....maybe the reflection of the light on his head might be a clue to just HOW greasy he was!
We washed, and washed, and washed again....that stuff was not coming out! For days after he had a permanent hair style.....sticking straight up and super greasy.
Another favorite thing of his is to climb up on the stools in the kitchen. On this particular day, there was some cereal on the counter and he took full advantage of his chance to slip away and have a hayday with that cereal!
He mixed them both together and had a feast for about 5 seconds until I caught him....seriously, he can do a lot of damage in under two minutes!
This one is probably self explanatory....he got into my mascara and wanted to look pretty just like mommy...








































