...is brought to you by Miss Livers.
As I was scanning some old papers into my computer to get rid of clutter, Livers was looking over the gate to see what I was doing. I looked up at her and noticed that her mouth was covered in brown stuff.
(I know what you're thinking, and it's not THAT gross.)
At first I thought she must have found an Oreo somewhere, but I thought to myself, "Lindsay, you would never let the Little Mess bring an Oreo into the den," and upon further inspection I noticed that it was, in fact, NOT Oreo crumbs. It was dirt. While I was engrossed in my scanning she had climbed halfway up the gate and shoved her hand into the plant by the gate. Apparently the potting soil looked tasty (or at least worth tasting), because she most certainly did. Can I get a yuck?
At least it wasn't poop...
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oh how funny.. wheres the picture?? My friends brother grabbed dog poop and then went and played in the bottom of the bbq pit and his mother never believed us when we tried to tell her that..
mud is natural, she could want to go to the spa!
It's one of those rare times when I was more concerned about getting her clean than getting a nice candid shot. It would've been a good one, too.
How funny would it be if they had baby spa packages, complete with a mud mask? I guess they'd call it snack time.
give it time....
you're sure to have at least one poop eating incident
Are you sure it wasn't poop? Gross either way.
Mmmm ... my little mess quite enjoys sand. CRUNCH-a-licious!
Holy crap. (pun intended) I'm glad you threw that parentheses in there after the first paragraph because that was immediately what I thought.
Ick.
A little dirt? It's good for her...
oh, they must taste everything!!
wait for the playdoh and crayons!
We've already had numerous sand and crayon incidents. I'm banning the crayons until she knows better. A nice, less disgusting substitute is a magna doodle. She LOVES it.
I know a little sand and dirt won't hurt (and might help boost up that little immune system), but that doesn't keep me from wanting to hurl. Bleech.
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