Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Never trust the silence
This could have been an extension of the last entry. Hayes was in time-out yesterday (which never works, by the way) and he was surprisingly quiet. I don't trust that silence. I walked into his room to discover Desitin diaper rash creme smashed into the carpet, rubbed all over his clothes, in his hair, and even a creme mustache. I would have gotten a better picture, but I was too mad. And this stuff does NOT come out.