Once again…I enjoyed a few minutes of a quiet at home. Really–it was just a few minutes! Then I went and checked on Tristan. I did not know he had scissors with him in his bedroom. He turned and gave me the look. He was up to something. I quickly assessed the situation. He cut the puppets hair! I took the scissors and said the puppet did not need a haircut! Then I went to put his sheet on the bed. For some reason it was on the floor. Tristan gave me the look again. I had no idea why. He cut the sheet too! Luckily it was an old sheet.
Another healthy dose of laughter from our home.