chocolate

jack's 3rd birthday was yesterday. we had his party on saturday so yesterday i took him to a birthday party for some friends of his. he had pizza and cake and two juice boxes which is a lot of sugar at once for him.

we came home and i put him down for a nap. a half an hour later i heard him screaming; it wasn't an 'i hurt myself scream' or a 'i don't want to take a nap scream'. it was really something different.

so i sprinted upstairs to his room and he was sitting in his bed, hysterical, and when i asked him what was wrong he sobbed, 'i have chocolate all over me!'

i looked at the bed and thought, 'how'd he get chocolate all over his legs? did he take some from the party and it melted? that little punk! i can't believe he did that!'

and then i got a whiff and realized it was most definitely not chocolate.

chocolate. ha. i wish he could crap chocolate.