Coal Miner's Daughter?

This morning, in the brief moment I stepped out of the room, absolute bedlam erupted.

I'm talking universe shifting, total chaos, people.

Okay, maybe not that much. But I did feel the earth move a little under my feet.

But maybe that's because I was sprinting to the bedroom with a soot covered toddler in tow to ask his daddy if eating ashes requires a call to poison control.

I have no idea how to punctuate that last sentence.

OH, WHAT A LOVELY START TO OUR SUNDAY!

So here's what happened. And I might add, there's a photo tutorial ONLY because I happened have my camera two hops from where this took place. I was already taking pics of The Deuce this morning otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to leave the flesh of my flesh burrowing deeper into peril just so I could grab the memory box. I generally look down on photo op's that endanger small children. So anyway....

I returned from the bathroom only to find my first born frolicking in our fireplace.

Look at his face. He knew he was frolicking too.

Very cute, but very naughty.

Just like the dog, he wouldn't even look me in the eye.

Anyone got a Tide-to-Go pen?! Anyone? Anyone?

And I guess bathroom breaks for mom are now on the negoiating table. Sheesh.