Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Just when I thought I could use the bathroom alone . . .



He got into the butter (this is after he dumped my recipe box all over the floor which isn't pictured), and then was mad at me because he didn't want it on his hands, it bugged him. I didn't feel that sorry for him. I was the one who had to clean up the butter after all. Guess I should know better than to close the bathroom door.

No comments: