This morning when I was half asleep, I could hear someone rummaging through the pantry. Soon after, Jackson came bounding upstairs into our room with chocolate crusted all over his mouth and chin. I was trying not to laugh at his face because it almost looked like he had purposefully drawn on facial hair. I was also trying to figure out what he could have gotten into, because all of our chocolate is hidden at the top shelf of the pantry in the very back. So here is the conversation:
Me: " Jackson, what is all over your face?"
Jackson: (very innocently) " I don't have anything on my face!"
James: (not amused) " Jackson, you have been eating chocolate and it's all over your face, now tell us what you've gotten into."
Jackson: (very seriously) "It's not chocolate, silly. This morning when I got up I had to poop, and I forgot that I had poop all over my hands, and I didn't wash them off. I must have wiped
poop all over my face."
Me: (about to pee my pants laughing - I couldn't help it) "Jackson, you really expect us to
believe that their is poop all over your face?"
Jackson: (smiling now) "Well, it's not REALLY poop. It's chocolate pudding powder!"
I just can't stop laughing about Jackson. He'd really rather have us think that he'd smeared poop on his face than fess up to sneaking chocolate! What am I going to do with him?
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