Spencer was taking a nap. In his bedroom. In the basement. Totally asleep, zonked!! I know this for sure because I was sitting on the edge of his bed scratching his back and singing until he started to snore. Then I scratched the back a tad bit longer, just for good measure. He was wasted.I'm not really sure how long that lasted, but about 45 minutes later I entered the basement to this waste...
1 bottle of parsley flakes
2 bottles of beef bouillon
1 bottle of chicken bouillon
2 bottles of cinnamon
1 bottle of garlic powder
2 bottles of black pepper
1 bottle of chopped onion
Sweet. Spicey. Just the way I love my basement to smell. And when I'm killing myself on the treadmill tonight, I have a feeling I'm going to crave some chicken noodle soup...
6 comments:
LOL~ Our last disaster (with a messy substance) was a whole bottle of iodine.. I should post the pics...but....
what time do you run at night? I always do it in the mornings but I'm thinking I'm gunna have to switch. Call me we should talk about getting skinny ahha
Oh my gosh!!!!
Was he possibly sleep walking?
Oh my heck AMY!!!!! I cannot believe the things he does! As his mother, how do you decide whether or not he's in trouble or just laugh until you cry! You could write a sitcom around this kid! Cracks me up- serious!
Love your Spencer - makes my life look more normal!!!!!
Cute blog! You should put Spencer in culinary school and put his spicy fetish to work. Fun stuff!
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