Anyone for a kiss?

Let me tell you about my Thursday...

Saxon woke from his morning nap so off I went to get him up. Wyatt was happily watching ABC2 on the couch. In the 5 minutes it took me to get Saxon out of bed and change his nappy Wyatt had taken himself into the kitchen (such a clever boy...he can now open the baby gate!) and helped himself to a drink of water. What's so bad about that? I hear you say. Ordinarily nothing...but today he decided it'd be nice to have blue water (we'll thank his sister for that little brainwave...but that's a whole other story!). He used an entire bottle of blue food colouring to achieve it. I had blue cupboards, blue floor...blue kid!

So I grabbed him and dropped him in the bathtub to try and soak him clean. Saxon, meanwhile, had crawled in beside me and was standing up holding the side of the bath thinking it was highly amusing to have a blue brother. Wyatt was brushing his (also blue!) teeth in the bath and I ran out to wipe the floor clean so they didn't end up walking/crawling in it and make more of a mess.

While I'm doing that (at lightning speed because they obviously can't be trusted) the cat starts making strange noises. I turn around just in time to see him vomit all over the dining room floor. And you'll never believe what colour it was! Yes...the little darling had fed the cat. And poured blue food colouring all over the cat food...because Milo likes it's like that apparently.

So there you have it. Blue kitchen. Blue child. Even blue cat puke. I was really loving my life yesterday!

Here he is...Sneaky Smurf!