1/26/11

1/26/11

While melting broken crayons in molds in the oven to make new crayons:

Ashton: "Mom...now can we eat them?"

Me: "No."

Ashton: (as Kaylee walks in) "Kaylee...we still can't eat the crayons."

1/26/11

Ashton: "Mom, I don't eat my poop."

Me: "Good it is VERY VERY yucky."

Ashton: "Does it have spicy in it?"

Me: "Yes, lots and lots of spicy."

(better safe than sorry)