I enter into the nursery once I hear Antonio is up from his nap.
My first clue that Antonio may have gotten into trouble: his hair is C.R.A.Z.Y. I mean, totally wild. But it looked cute, so I didn't think much of it.
I notice that the room smells different. Not a bad smell. Almost an herbal, aromatherapy type smell. Hmmm...
As I cross the room to his bed, I see bits of torn paper all over the floor leading to a small fancy bath soap that now has small teeth marks. I don't know when Antonio got a hold of that decorative soap nor where he had it stashed. Oh, but that is not the only "crime".
I get closer to Antonio and notice white fingerprints all over the windowsill and his black bed. The herbal smell I noticed before seems to get stronger. I realize Antonio has a white paste all over his clothes, his face, and his hair.
Apparently, I have underestimated my son's climbing abilities. Someone got the diaper cream off the top of the dresser, unscrewed the lid, and proceeded to finger paint all over the window and himself.
Case closed.
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Que comico. Me ha dado un ataque de risa.
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