Scott Lee!

After my post (for the world to see) yesterday, one would think the person who leaves Carmex laying around the house would have seen the potential for a warning in my message.

Ladies and gentlemen...not my husband.

I was on the phone with Mamaw and trying to get dinner on the table. With one hand, I was holding the hot pizza stone, with the other I was cutting the pizza, and with my chin/cheek combo I was holding the phone. I turned around and guess what I found?

"Sheesh, not again! Scott LEE!"

Scott comes strolling down the stairs to find me, still with the phone somehow attached to my cheek. Now one hand is holding Brody down and the other is furiously wiping Carmex off his cheeks. Ah, yes....when the Carmex is within reaching distance of a child that climbs particularly well, it will be his....and all over his face.

I'm just glad it's not my Carmex that has little kid fingerprints in it.