Friday, November 10, 2006

The Chocolate Crunch....Take 1



One of the boys favorite episodes of Thomas the Tank Engine is "Percy's Chocolate Crunch" in which Percy crashes into a chocolate factory and gets covered in chocolate sauce. Fortunately for them, mama happened to have the perfect ingredients for them to make their own version of Percy's Chocolate Crunch on the back patio today.

It's been gorgeous here today, so this afternoon I shooed them outside for some fresh air. They're playing happily with their trains so I decide to catch up on my email. A bit later Owen comes running into the computer room, and I turn to see he's COVERED in brown paint. I had been painting an old dresser outside last week, and had accidentally left the paint outside. They seized upon this faux pas of mine, and decided to have at it. Owen had actually got into a different container of this paint just a few days ago (on a much smaller scale) and I had been infuriated at that time and scolded him severely, so as I looked at this terror-seeking child of mine, covered in brown paint yet again, I felt my blood pressure rapidly rising and after I GASPED at what he had done (including the brown footprints all over the carpet) I clenched my teeth in silence, picked him up and dropped him in the tub. Then I went back outside to get AJ before he could begin his own run through the house covered in paint. At this time I'm counting slowly, telling myself they are children and to them it's just a fun mess, when everything inside me wants to go completely postal (it's been a long day).
There was AJ....happily driving his trains through the paint and as I walked outside he looked up at me in pure glee and yelled "LOOK MAMA! It's chocolate!" and then he began to giggle.

And so did I. :)







2 comments:

Anonymous said...

who are these kids parents?!...at least you know he can visualize...its chocolate!!!! remind me to tell you about falling in tar and walking through the house to show my mom!!!

Was it waterbase?

Dan

Anonymous said...

Its because they're so chocolate deprived that they have to use their imagination to produce even the thought of chocolate. But good job of holding in your anger.

THE WISE LIBERO

P.S. - Maybe you could have used some of that toilet paper to clean up the "chocolate."