Enter "The Boy". His laundry list of insane excuses for the incredible things that transpire in my house is quickly becoming legendary. I have decided to lay some of them out in my blog not only for the sake of entertainment, but for genuine documentation. The first excuse was the latest and the inspiration for this blog.
|That's the culprit right there giving the parade wave.|
1. I walked in my children's shared bedroom to find Little Mermaid stamps covering my daughter's dresser. When questioned, the boy insisted a ninja "sneaked" in and perpetrated the act right under everyone's noses and "sneaked" back out. Ninjas.
2. Another time, his sister was using the age-old sisterly method of tattling on her brother, when he interjected a solid point that would surely blow her story out of the water, "She's drunk!"
3. Poop smears on the bathroom wall were apparently the product of the neighbor's cat.
4. Me, "Did you pee your pants?!"
Him, "Naw, it just rained on them."
5. Bedtime. Kids hate it. Boy's excuse, "My room is broken."
6. Chores: "My arms are broken! They huuuuuuurrrt!"
7. Anything I won't let him do, "My teacher said I could!"
8. One time, he lost his shoes and told me that dinosaurs ate them off his feet.
9. "I only do what cheerios tell me!"
10. And my personal favorite: Me - Will you clean your room already? Boy - I would... but I just don't want to.
The dang kid is four. I just want to hold off on him getting any bigger or any cheekier as long as possible!