The other night as we were getting ready to leave for our dinner, Paige came into our room and was chatting with me. Jared was getting all spiffed up and squirted some cologne on. Then he teasingly squirted a little bit in Paige's direction. Well, he messed with the wrong four-year-old; she was having none of that.
She got this incredulous look on her face and said to me, very seriously, "Why did he do that?" I said, "He's just teasing you, Paige." That obviously wasn't satisfactory; she continued to look very troubled and charged off to relay the whole incident to Michelle. As we were going downstairs, we heard her burst into tears and say, "Mom, Jared put stuff on my shirt!" She was seriously traumatized. I'm still curious why this incident set her off; you honestly would have thought he prodded her with a red-hot poker. Whatever the reason, a word to the wise: keep your men's fragrances away from this kid.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
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