You haven’t heard any Kaiden chronicles lately you say? Well, here is a new one for you.
I came into my room after a long exhausting day, ready to snuggle in and maybe get 5 hours of sleep, when my hand touches something oily. I realize my room smells more like a Cancun beach bar than a tranquil place of rest.
I panic as my mind tries to process what the substance covering my pillows, sheets, and bedspread could be. I stand up to inspect the damage, only to realize that this little blankity blank blank gem has sprayed my entire headboard, surrounding wall, and possibly the floor in this mysterious oil.
By now I am fuming (I know…hard to imagine me angry at my little dear). I demand to know what in the world he got into promising a quick transition into the next life if he has wasted my expensive hair oil or worse. Of course he goes right to the now empty, and conveniently hidden brand new bottle of tanning oil!
As I’m frantically scrubbing away the sunscreen oil blend, praying this crap won’t take the paint off my bed, I wonder what in the world am I going to do with this kid. And then it hits me and I am grateful because I realize that it could have been worse…we could have had another pooh toothbrush incident. Please pray for this kid, as he may never see the age of 10!