Tuesday, March 21, 2006

ash bath

Last night we were guests in the home of an older couple with whom we attend church. Rowan was the only child present among a group of about twelve adults. We were talking and eating dinner while Rowan played quietly in the adjacent room.

So here he comes a-sauntering into the dining room wearing his gray pants and gray shoes. Hold on. He was wearing blue pants and black shoes when we arrived. Why does it look like someone just dipped him in a tub full of dust? A trip to the adjoining room reveals my offspring’s apparent discovery of the fireplace; it now appears that Mt. St. Helen’s has rained down volcanic ash over the entire area, coating the floor, coffeetable, sofa and toys. Fortunately, our hosts thought it was hilarious. (And honestly...we did too!)

I should know by now that QUIET equals TROUBLE.

3 Comments:

Blogger Phil said...

So many bad jokes that could be made from that.

However, it scares me to think I could be dealing with that in a couple of years.

3:59 PM  
Blogger Amanda said...

It literally was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. I wish we had pictures.

I think I'll start calling Rowan "Cinderfella."

4:05 PM  
Blogger Malia said...

Quiet and the toilet flushing when you have a done potty trained toddler in the house equals trouble!!

8:54 AM  

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