9:30 PM August 27, 2008


Dallas: Mommy I have to go potty.

Mommy: Okay, go. Then get back in bed.

Dallas: Okay!

Mommy hears some running down the hall. Several minutes later no noise of pitter patter feet or rustleing in under the covers in his room

Mommy walks into the bathroom, jaw drops...

Dallas: But you know mommy there were ants in the sink

Mommy sees almost the WHOLE tube of toothpaste all in and around the sink.

Mommy: D! Okay, lets wash your hands and get you in bed, I'll clean up.

(I still don't know if he actually ever went to the potty). I couldn't be mad, he was just helping me with my endless effort of killing ants that randomly appear in our house :)