Yesterday was busy...all day long. We had kids and grown-ups going in all different directions.
Around 2:30ish we were all home again. Stephen came out and said Garrett had been put to bed in our room (fell asleep in less than 5 minutes), Gabriel was going to draw Angry Birds (his new passion) in his room, Lynneah was asleep, and Lincoln was going to the store with him. Sounded like a good plan to me.
A little while later I got a text telling me Lincoln was playing mosquito and trying to drink Stephen's blood from a scratch on his hand.
That is just disgusting!!
A while after that I got a picture of a squished mosquito.
Apparently this is what a mosquito’s face looks like after you squish it.
Like I said definitely from Stephen’s side!
2 comments:
And I wonder why I never get bored . . . NOT!
Well, I can sympathize with Lincoln. I suck my own blood if I get cut, so I don't think it's that big of a step further to suck a family member's blood...as long as its the same blood type. ; )
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