Blue boy Carson - literally. And before you go much farther - no - I did not get pictures!
As I was taking care of some stuff - Carson was quiet - too quiet. I started calling and went looking. At about the same time he started screaming - not a good sign.
He came walking towards me - hands out, mouth open- crying/screaming. His hands were covered in blue - and blue was coming out of his mouth - with his lips, teeth, chin all blue.
Instead of taking a pictures (which any good scrapbooking mother would do) - I rushed him into the bathroom to find out what it was all about (as any regular - not scrapbooking mother -would do!). Stripped off all his clothes and diaper and threw him in the tub with water running - with him still screaming. I washed and washed and washed his hands - and he even let me keep putting a wet washcloth in his mouth trying to get the color out. Out came the toothbrush and toothpaste to use on him - which really helped. Kept washing - got a lot off, but not all. My blue boy. Come to find out - he found an old Easter Egg box in the bottom of a drawer (which he obviously emptied) and put one of the dye tablets in his mouth. It must not have tasted very good. I think when he went to take it out - he saw his hands getting blue from it - which scared him and made him cry and scream - which made more dye coming. Crazy kid.
So - I get him all dressed again and when I was talking to Jo on the phone - he gets a pen and drew all over his legs.
Yep - it is one of those days. I will really need the peace at the Temple when Doug and I go tonight - so nothing better stop us from getting there!

