Saturday, April 12, 2008

Boys will be boys

The other day I was taking my son to our neighbors so I could go to work. As I was walking up the stairs I felt this thing hit the top of my head. I looked up and asked my son, who was leaning over the balcony, what hit my head. I felt my hair and realised it was wet. "Oh yuck! It's spit." He says, "Oh mom, I've always wanted to do that!" We cracked up laughing!

Today we were at the art museum and I reminded him there was no spitting off the balconies under any circumstances. It took all he had to not toss his gum wrapper off the balcony.

Inquisitive minds want to know...

1 comment:

Nicole said...

Ewww.... although, it's better than bird poop... they tend to "do things" over stairways as well:)