What in the world has C gotten into today?

C, my sweet, sweet son, decided to empty a tube of Boudreaux's Butt Creme.

Have you got the picture in your mind yet? Let me help ...

He found it in the bottom of his drawer when he was supposed to be taking a nap. Anyway, he washed his window with it and then coated his trains and track. (His room doesn't smell like poop anymore.)

To his credit, he did get out a bunch of wipes (a whole package) and try to clean everything up (wipes everywhere). (I found all of this ...)When I went upstairs to put him to bed, he cheerfully showed me the empty tube because I thought he had gotten into the yogurt again. He didn't want me to ban him from yogurt so he showed me the empty tube of diaper ointment. G and C helped me clean everything up with such a good attitude -- they were getting to stay out of bed for a few more minutes. I did draw the line when C wanted to eat some raisins that had been on the ointment covered train table. He just doesn't understand why a little diaper creme would prevent him from eating his favorite raisins. (What I want to know is how a kid can eat diaper creme covered raisins but refuses to eat vegetable soup? Could the vegetable soup really be that bad?)

G wanted to know if she ever got into things the way C does. I don't think anyone gets into things the way C does.

Oh shoot, I should have taken some pictures. I have many, many pictures showing what in the world C has gotten into. I am glad that I can still find the humor in it. One especially memorable time was when he climbed into the fireplace full of ashes although it was G who took a marker and wrote all over the back of his brand new shirt while I went to the bathroom. And I thought it was a good thing when my kids finally let me go to the bathroom by myself.