


This is how I found Cruz this morning. Hiding behind the bed, rubbing a big fat...excuse me...rubbing TWO big fat bars of soap on his face with a super serious face. I stood there and watched without him knowing for a little while but then the laughter came

bursting out. Later on when we went to pick up Oshyn from preschool I thought he had yogurt on his face. Nope. It was soap scum all over his cheeks, chin and everywhere in between.
1 comment:
love the smell of that irish spring :)
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