(Story told by Mom)
Yesterday Amber and her three Children (4,2, and 8 months) came over. Jaxon and Oakley (the 2 year old boy) are sometimes TROUBLE with a capital "T" when they get together...all of a sudden, things that used to be naughty and scary become absolutely hilarious! I had quickly taken Amber upstairs to look at their family photos on the computer when Kalle (4) yells, "MOMMA!! AUNT ASHLEY!!! COME QUICK!! THE BOYS ARE BEING REEEEEEEEEEAAALLLY NAUGHTY!!!!!"
As I was running down the stairs as fast as I could, Oakley ran right past them (laughing hysterically), with some substance flying after him...kind-of like confetti. Not a second later Jaxon comes running behind him (also laughing hysterically), holding a Super size Tub of dry Oatmeal, throwing large handfuls at Oakley as fast as he can get his hand in and out of the tub.
I yelled, "STOP!!!!" and everyone skidded to a hault. I told Jaxon to go immediately to sit in time out, (which he did with no protest...not normal) and I followed a large trail of outmeal back to the kitchen. I had just opened the tub that morning, so only enough for mine and Jaxon's breakfast had been missing. There was an obscenely huge pile in the kitchen, and the rest was in a trail to the stairway. Jaxon politely showed me that the tub was empty anyways, and thus said "Don't worry Mom, It's all gone, I won't do it anymore!"
At that point, it was either laugh or cry, so I turned away so he wouldn't see me chuckle, because to be honest, It actually looked like a lot of fun to use a whole tub of outmeal as confetti... bright side? At least it wasn't applesauce!