It’s been a while since the last Hot Mess Monday was published, so in honor of Mother’s Day yesterday and moms everywhere, I give you Frat Boy the Elder, in all of his Sharpie glory.
That’s what happens when John generously offers to let me take a Sunday afternoon nap last summer, and then simultaneously takes one himself. Lesson learned. No one is allowed to sleep in this house. EVER. Messy things happen when the Wee Frat Boys are left to their own devices, and that lack of sleep is why I’m not nearly as cute and bright-eyed as I was prior to being a mom.
For reference, mineral oil and time help with permanent marker removal from little boy skin. As it faded, a stranger at the gas station judgmentally asked if he had been sunburned, which would have been much less hilarious than potential Sharpie skin poisoning. I replied, “No, fool! We just ignored him for an hour and let him color all over himself with potentially toxic chemicals. Back off, bucko!”
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