Wednesday, March 7

tea time

Baby A has had a most uncomfortable rear this past week, and spent lots of time sans diaper to give him some relief.  So when I asked Dustin to grab something to occupy A (he likes to be underfoot and sobbing when dinner is being made...feed me, feed me, feed me), he grabbed the ziploc of tea.  Of course!  Who wouldn't want to play with that.  Thanks, Daddy.
Unfortunately, the bag wasn't shut.
Fortunately, Baby A was thoroughly occupied.
Unfortunately, I had just finished cleaning the floors, and he'd just had a bath.
Fortunately, we're used to messes around here.

He ripped open all the bags he could and it. was. everywhere.  Look at that boy's feet!  Smelled like Irish Breakfast all night long!

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