March Madness - Day 5

I like to call this picture the Smuggler's Blues as I imagine Kyle was preparing a kilo of Monkey Butt powder (yes that is the actual name of the product) for delivery and then he ran into some problems at the processing plant. I told him he might have to pay his stuffed animal workers of Elmo, Fredbird, Rupert, Dexter, Carl, Blue, and Frank a little more if he wants the job done right.

Sometimes you would think it was my first time on the job being a parent. Kyle was back in his room playing, and it had been really, really quiet for a long time so I decided to check it out. And what do I find? Kyle being a perfect little angel just quietly looking at one of his books on his bed? Right. *said and typed in the most sarcastic of tones*
Bunga got a hold of the baby powder again and decided that his toys, floor, stuffed animals, and walls needed powdering. I guess the little man was just getting a jump on Spring cleaning. I reminded him that there are simpler ways to get his floor swept and mopped.

Have a great rest of your day, and thank you for stopping by.

I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.


  1. Oh lord. You don't know how many dozen times I've walked in on Colin playing with powder. And that stuff gets into everything. On the plus, side, the room always smells least for that moment.

  2. The baby did it dad, I swear.

  3. Oh dear. Well that's a kid for you. Its not so bad really. When I was his age I painted the basset twice. Neither the basset or my parents were amused, either time.

  4. Aah memories....grins. Sorry, looking back on my experiences I can see the funny side of Kyle's adventure with powder. My motto was always 'never trust a quiet child'.

  5. I had to enlarge it to see the full glory! I imagine it was easier to clean than if had been carpet.

  6. You can make Monkey Butt powder angels now.


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