This belongs in one of those email strings about what happens when Dad is at home alone with the kids...
A few weeks ago, Alex picked Bryce up after school while I was still at work. He sat Bryce down to color with his markers and started unloading the dishwasher. (Yes, the dishwasher. My husband rocks!) Well, Bryce talks non-stop. Seriously, he talks all the time, and Alex admitted that he simply tuned Bryce out while unloading dishes. A few minutes later, he caught a few words of a song that Bryce was singing: "I color my foot. I color my foot."
Alex turned around and saw Bryce had his foot up on the table and was coloring his foot, just as he described in his song. Alex said "Bryce!" Well, Bryce turned around, and this is what Alex saw:
Apparently, the first verse of Bryce's song was "I color my face! I color my face!" Thank you, Crayola, for making washable markers!
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