This is what happens when Daddy is out getting a hair cut and Mommy thinks that they boy is o.k. playing on the side of the couch because she can hear him. . .
Note to self. . . don't leave the candy pumpkins in the boy's reach and then assume he is o.k. just because he sounds happy. Then, when I went in to retrieve said pumpkin, that little rascal had two stuffed in there!
P.S. My husband rocks because when he came home, he thought this was as funny as I did. I WILL get back to MHR posts on Fridays after things settle down here. Right now we just got home from Wisconsin, which took 13 hours each way only to find that we need to go to Chicago this week, a 10 hour trip each way. Pray for my family during this time as we mourn the loss of my great grandmother to lung cancer.