Just Keeping It Real

I just thought you should know that my brilliant, sensitive, and obviously very advanced seven-year-old son has been licking the window on the front door now for the past five minutes.

This is what happens when summer break lingers on and you get bored and start behaving in a way that makes your mom lock you out of the house*. But you can totally get back at her by making stupid noises and licking the door window. That'll show her.

Lick away, Cubby. As long as you stay outside.

P.S. I did not take a picture, because honestly, it was kind of gross. I don't think anyone needs a permanent record of a tongue pressed on glass. Ew.

* Yes, I do indeed literally lock them out with some regularity. The last time I did it, I locked myself out with them (with the key in my pocket, of course) to keep a stubborn Charlie outside while I weeded the garden. They didn't know I had the key, though. They were convinced we were going to have to live outside--and were not at all upset by this notion--so they spent the next couple of hours making wooden toys for their fort and gathering supplies for survival. They didn't even notice when I went back inside. And that's why I lock them out. They want to be outside, they just don't always know it.