Last night after supper, the girls were off playing, and David came into the living room where I was. He looked amused.
David: Oh, I forgot to tell you that I caught Elle in the bathroom frosting cupcakes.
Me: (confused) What?!…Oh…the handsoap. Was that her frosting?
David: Yep.
Me: What was she using as a cupcake?
David: The circle drain at the bottom of the sink. And she was using a toothbrush to spread it.
Me: Her own? There would be some justice in that.
David: Nope. Cee’s! Elle is a smart kid.” We giggled together.
David did his best to clean off Cee’s toothbrush.
Later that night we figured out he hadn’t quite gotten the job done when she was getting ready for bed.
“This toothpaste tastes like soap!” We could see the irritation on Cee’s face. Poor kid. To protect Elle, we feigned surprise and irritation as well. “Gee whiz! I wonder why that could be?!?!” Hmmm. I wonder. After the girls were in bed, we decided to forgo further cleaning and just get her a new toothbrush.
It’s so nice to have a glimpse of regular life.