Monday, September 15, 2008

Andrew made a friend... literally


This is what I walked into after getting Emme and Clee off the bus today. When I told Andrew to put his toys away and his clothes back on, he looked at me in shock. He said "Mommy, don't make me kill my friend. It's too boring to clean up my toys." 
Murder and boredom? Well... this certainly is a predicament. What should I do? Should save my soul and let the boy keep his friend who is conveniently placed in front of my bathroom? Or should I take sides with boredom, be the best killer of make-believe that I can be, and make him clean it up? Oy, I need a diet coke...

3 comments:

Grandma Gerri said...

That's quite a dilemma!

Amanda L. said...

amen to the dc,

then have him move his friend to his room.

what a clever boy.

Lori said...

WOW! How does he do it? That is an amazing looking friend!