(the resemblance is uncanny!)
(Awwwwwww)
"The red coats are comin'! The red coats are comin'!"
This guy is ready to bare arms, anytime, anywhere, for me.
I'm fully aware that I voice my daily struggles with Homeboy. But I just gotta tell ya... his lil shenanigans shock me each and everyday!
My friends often tell me two things:
1. "But he's sooooo cuuuuute!"
(yeah, I know.)
2. "Someday you will look back and laugh about this!"
(when? when, I ask!?!?!)
I've come to discover that there is a pattern with Homeboy's destructive behavior. Every other day, his calamitous behavior peaks.
Yesterday he hosed me down with the garden hose, as I was cleaning out the garage. Yup. In the face. Soaking wet. Twice.
(it took me a while to learn to turn off the water)
One half hour later, he emptied all of the toothpicks into my purse, on to the counter top, on the stove (even inside of the burners), and all over the floor.
He then decided to add alot of salt, pepper, and paprika. Although, most of the paprika ended up on his face and mouth.
And to tell you the truth, the salt and pepper thing happens at least once a week. Sometimes two. We're pretty use to it, around here.
After taking Homeboy off of the counter, I told him that he needed a bath. He had a layer of dirt, mud, and paprika all over him.
Well, he decided to start without me monitoring him.
(see that red splotch on the left side of his mouth? that would be paprika. yum.)
There was water EVERYWHERE! At least an inch on the floor! The rug was soaked! The drawers were filled with water! (see the toothbrush floating!) Three toilet paper rolls were destroyed!
All I could do was laugh. And take pictures to use as blackmail when he begins dating.
"Naughty Conner!"
