not for the weak stomachs!

...so i'm at the kids school the other day
i'm in charge of the big marque sign out front.
i get the announcements from the principal
then change the letters in the sign
almost weekly

anyway,
i was at the school doing this right before kenna and graham got out school
andrew was helping me but he got bored and asked to wait in the car
the car was 20 feet away so i took him there
cracked the window (not hot, just for fresh air)
and proceed to finish my sign.

every few minutes i look over at him and he seems fine
as im finishing i look over and he is standing on the drivers seat
both his hands are on the window
and seem to be covered with chocolate.
chocolate?
did i have chocolate in the car?
OH NO!
Please tell me i had chocolate in the car.
i run over to the car and open the door
First the smell smacks, and i do mean SMACKS, me in the face.
Lets just say it wasn't chocolate
then i look around the back seat and i see "it" smeared on all the arm rest, head rest etc.

WHAT DID YOU DO??!!??
duh mom
WHY DID YOU SMEAR IT EVERYWHERE?!?!?!
i was trying to get it off my bottom.
duh mom
Just breathe mom
oh wait , dont breathe or you will throw up.

So now let's play the Glad game.
i'm glad that i did have 2 containers of wet wipes in the car
i'm glad that i have leather seats and they clean up with ease.
i'm glad most of it was contained in his underwear
i'm glad that he is potty trained and i cant remember the last time i had to clean up a poopy diaper
i'm glad i'm blogging this so i can get back at him during his jr. high years!!