Well, my naughty little Prince got in big trouble this afternoon. After picking up the Princess from school and having some celebratory chocolate cake left over from DadOf3's and my anniversary, the Princess and the Prince wanted to go upstairs and play. Honestly, I was ready for a break after fighting through the crowd of other well-intentioned parents picking up their children on the last day of school. It was shoulder to shoulder walking into the school today. The Prince didn't like it one bit and started crying so I picked him up and snuggled him while we were waiting for Princess. I digress...
The Prince and the Princess went upstairs to play. I had to holler at them a couple of times when I heard them jumping on the bed or jumping from the bed to the couch in the Prince's room, but, all in all, they were doing a good job of playing nicely together. After about 45 minutes, the Princess came rushing down the stairs breathlessly saying that the Prince had broken the sink. Upon further investigation, I determined that the cause of the sink's state of "broken-ness" was lots and lots of toilet paper sitting in a sink full of water. When pressed to explain what could have possessed him to put toilet paper in the sink (and not to mention stirring this concoction with the Princess's toothbrush), the Prince merely said that he was making Duck Stew. His motive for being so naughty was confessed at the supper table and DadOf3 and I had to literally bite our lips (ouch!) in order to present ourselves as the the stern parents that we needed to be at that point in time. Duck Stew! Ha!
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