Keepin us on our toes.

The family (minus Ryker) was actively involved today with putting away clothes, organizing, and in general cleaning up. Ryker was somewhere else. It wasn't til he came upstairs with a blue tint around his lips that I I knew something was up. I smelled robin eggs, but that was only the start of it. I went downstairs to find the candy, And I discovered that he essentially shredded a cigar. All over the freakin place. Then we found his toes and finger nails were painted with a pretty pink finger polish. (Oh and this picture was taken when he decided to climb to the top of the stairs on the outside of the banister.)

Oh which, by the way, it wasn't only on his body. It was on the couch, the kitchen floor and god knows where else. While we were trying to find him to holler at him we legit couldn't find him. Eventually Russell found him underneath the coffee table, oblivious to our hollers, while eating more robin eggs. My bad-I guess me hollering at Him about the eggs wasn't enough to stop him from eating more. I swear it....he has told me tonight to quit talking, because he was talking to his daddy. He has continually said no, he isn't gonna do it. Heaven help us with this #2.  Rykerrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Momma